Daily Archives: August 23, 2012

#64 Flowers for her

 

It pained him that he couldn’t spend more time with her. Between work and his demanding wife he barely managed a day or two each month. He treasured those days and every moment spent with her. She was the only person who truly understood and loved him.

He knew she would like the flowers. They were in full bloom and he remembered her fondness for pink roses. The door was open but he knocked anyway announcing his presence. The smile lit up her face when she saw him.

“Jay! I was waiting for you! Come give your grandma a hug..”