Fingers curling around the bouquet, she takes it from his hands. Daisies happen to be her favorite flower. She used to grow them in her little garden back in Green Lake. She gingerly fingers the petals, biting her lower lip.
"Thank you."
She lifts her chin, fixing him with her bright blue eyes.
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Fingers curling around the bouquet, she takes it from his hands. Daisies happen to be her favorite flower. She used to grow them in her little garden back in Green Lake. She gingerly fingers the petals, biting her lower lip.
"Thank you."
She lifts her chin, fixing him with her bright blue eyes.
"D'you wanna come in?"