Flowers in a Cup

She entered her apartment full of doubts: about herself, about everything. Her mind replayed the rejection and unkind words from those who roamed in her hostile world. Disappointment wore heavy on her like a straight jacket. Yet this downward spiral would end before it would rule the rest of the day. Her eyes gazed on the single object on the table. A long unloading sigh and a hopeful smile expressed her renewed hope even if it would be for just a few moments. He left her flowers in a cup. 

  

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mrjoe

I have a family. I work with families. That's why I write about family. I'm a kidmin pastor by day, writer by night, delivery man for my wife's floral design business, and a picture-taker dude 24/7.


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