Rejected, And Became A Heiress
This time, another expected guest, Ruby, here for my daily guided meditation.
“I just missed the florist,” she said. “Another bunch of roses?”
“The spring special, this time, though that was the florist’s choice, not Alaric’s.”
“She must be running out of roses by now,” Ruby joked.
“I don’t know, I think Alaric might be keeping her in business all on his own,” I said.
“Business is booming,” she said. “Or blooming.”
It was a bad joke so I groaned instead of laughed. She laughed though, mostly at my suffering.
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