I couldn’t sleep, it bothered me so much. Almost none of it was my fault, but still. Guilt.
I checked my watch. Flying international, you always have to be at least two hours early. I wondered if this hotel had a phonebook. I checked the nightstand and there it was, right there with a Gideon Bible and the Book of Mormon.
I called the first florist listed. “What do you have to express regret?” I asked, feeling foolish.
“Iris and Bird of Paradise,” the voice said without hesitation. “Or roses and daisies, if you’re on a budget.”
“Both,” I said.
Dear Josh,
Sounds like a boatload of regret there. You left me wanting more. The mark of a skilled writer. (Or P.T. Barnum ;) ) Good job.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Aw, thanks!
This story explodes out beyond the word limit
What a perfect take on the prompt!
Must be pretty bad if he is leaving the country. Nice take.
Oh dear, that’s some regret. I hope he finds forgiveness.
Love that opening line – you know how to start a story, reeling in your readers. And as a florist … yes, we have A LOT of conversations like this with men and so often you look at the minimal bouquet they’ve bought thinking, ‘Well, that’s just adding insult to injury, mate.’ Lovely tale, but of course I want to know what he did …
Excellent take on my flowers… I mean, the prompt!
Wonder if that will help or hinder his cause…
Bases covered!
Hmmm! What did he do to buy the whole lot of flowers? Is he running away? Lots of questions here. Good one, J Hardy.
And no answers!
I agree with the others, there is so much unsaid in this story. I like being able to fill in the blanks.
I sure hope she receives the flowers with a spirit of forgiveness. He seems to be a really decent sort of guy.
Good, if enigmatic characterisation. Engrossing story arc. Nice scene setting. Splendid work, J Hardy Carroll!
Thanks for leaving us guessing!
I enjoyed this, nice style
Lets hope that the flowers help his cause. Maybe throw in a few chocolates too ;-)