The unfurling tissue paper rustles like a whisper. It reminds Rosie of the first time John gave her flowers. It was a modest offering: a single long-stemmed red rose amidst a handful of frothing baby's breath and held together by crinkly cellophane.
Say it with flowers by R.L. Nel
The unfurling tissue paper rustles like a whisper. It reminds Rosie of the first time John gave her flowers. It was a modest offering: a single long-stemmed red rose amidst a handful of frothing baby's breath and held together by crinkly cellophane.