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Flowers made Sophie think of Joe and, for a
moment, she let the aching memory fill her.
Tomorrow was the fifteenth. Eight months since
his death.
The flower mans was knocking at Mrs. Mason's
front door. He carried a long white and green
box and a clipboard. No one seemed to be answering.
Of course! It was Friday - Mrs. Mason quilted
at the church on Friday afternoons. the delivery
man looked around, then started toward Sophie's
house.
Sophie shoved herself out of the rocker and
stood close to the drapes. The man knocked.
Her hands trembled as she straightened her hair.
She reached her front hall on the third knock.
"Yes?" she said, peering around a
slightly opened door. "Good afternoon,
ma'am," the man said loudly. "Would
you take a delivery for your neighbor?"
"Yes," Sophie answered, pulling the
door wide open. "Where would you like me
to put them?" the man asked politely as
he strode in.
"In the kitchen, please. On the table."
The man looked big to Sophie. She could hardly
see his face between his green cap and full
beard. Sophie was glad he left quickly, and
she locked the door after him.
The box was as long as the kitchen table. Sophie
drew near to it and bent over to read the lettering:
"NATALIE'S Flowers for Every Occasion."
The rich smell of roses engulfed her. She closed
her eyes and took slower breaths, imagining
yellow roses. Joe had always chosen yellow.
"To my sunshine," he would say, presenting
the extravagant bouquet. He would laugh delightedly,
kiss her on the forehead, then take her hands
in his and sing to her "You Are My Sunshine."
It's was five o'clock when Mrs. Mason knocked
at Sophie's front door. Sophie was still at
the kitchen table. The flower box was now open
though, and she held the roses on her lap, swaying
slightly and stroking the delicate yellow petals.
Mrs. Mason knocked again, but Sophie did not
hear her, and after several minutes the neighbour
left.
Sophie rose a little while later, laying the
flowers on the kitchen table. Her cheeks were
flushed. She dragged a stepstool across the
kitchen floor and lifted a white porcelain vase
from the top corner cabinet. Using a drinking
glass, she filled the vase with water, then
tenderly arranged the roses and greens, and
carried them into the sitting room.
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