PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
The flower- bouquets sat on the kitchen table.
I walked out of the kitchen and carefully closed the door.
Was he trying to kill me? My heart said – NO! My brain intervened – you hardly know him! Is it for my life-insurance?
I phoned him.
Glad you called. Did you like the flowers?
You mad man. Are you trying to kill me? You know I am severely allergic to many flowers.
Calm down. These are safe and allergen-free.
How demeaning! You gave me plastic flowers.
These are real, dried and sanitized flowers!
OH! Thank you! ILU.
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Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.