DELICATE WILDFLOWERS
A white bundle tied with bright pink ribbons was handed to her by Rick.
"I'm not going to lunch," he said apologetically.
"Ooooohhh!" She groaned and reached out to punch him. Everyone laughed.
She sniffed the fragrant bundle. Out peeked an array of wildflowers, pink, purple, and a hint of yellow.
"Should I bring them to lunch?" she asked.
That night, opened at last, the bundle revealed the birthday bouquet.
"I picked each of those flowers out, you know," Mike told her, proudly.
"You did?"
About to leave, she searched for Mike.
"Thanks for picking out such a..."
"They're beautiful," he said.
Is this how you see me? she thought.
Yellow freckled tiger lilies peered out from the ferns. White lilies, their rosy insides revealed, stretched upwards. A fuzzy purple plant stood in the center of the soft pastel wildflowers. A single pink carnation, freshly plucked, rose beside the yellow tiger lilies.
An elegant purple iris had not yet opened. A spray of delicate yet firm little lavendar wildflowers, scattered throughout the bouquet. There were closed white lilies and one radiant pure white daisy.
A pale yellow mum exploded quietly, a star. Underneath it hid a bright yellow carnation, its edges rimmed with pink.
A delicate yet wild country bouquet.
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Denise's Birthday
March 3, 1990
