After a drawn out conversation while taking an order over the phone, my favorite Florist T. hung up and says…

“The Things people do for love…”

Two Ladies, One Conversation:

“At first I didn’t even like him;  I don’t think he likes me, either.  Then I dreamt we were wrestling- but we weren’t just wrest-ul-ling, it was more than that, like our bodies were entangled- we were fully clothed, but it felt like sex.

I haven’t stopped thinking about him since…”


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