ROSES ON FIRE
Like I had the power of life and death.
The third one, however, I did not allow to burn entirely but only the edge of the petals. Half red and half black. Roses on fire.
Suddenly, I let out a hysterical laugh until my cousin walked into the office, perhaps brought on by the smell or even my outbursts.
“What the hell are you doing, Rick?”
“Killing them!” I replied, keeping my fanatical grin on my face.
“Killing roses…” he repeated as he approached. “You okay, bro?”
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