ROSES ON FIRE
“You okay, bro?”
“Never better. Take a closer look at this rose. What do you see?” I asked him, waving the half-dead burnt flower in his face.
“Just a burnt flower and an odd cousin. Are you sure you are, ok? You don’t seem so” He was being overly concerned. I walked around the table and ended up standing right in front of him.
“Take a second look!” I insisted in an even more persuasive tone. “Okay, I’ll help you a little. This burnt flower, as you call it, is my next victim,” I explained as I lasciviously stroked the burnt velvet petals.
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