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001.Military Personnel
Twelve years. That's how long Riza had been in the military. Nine years under Roy's command, and he though that was important enough to merit a gift. A rose. One for every year she had followed him. So when she saw her desk that morning, she had expected nine roses. The unexpected reality was that there where at least twenty roses sitting there, and on top a small note. Riza took off her coat and hung it on the rack. She noticed that the flowers made the room smell sweet. She liked it. She picked up the note and read.
Dear Riza,
This is the ninth year you have stayed by my side. Thank you. The extra roses are for the years I hope you continue to follow me. Thank you, Riza.
Love, Roy
She read the note over again. And a third time. Love? He's never ended a note to her with 'love' before. It's illegal. But even though it surprised her, she won't complain. Riza knows he is just trying to gain her affection, and she knows he already has it. She slipped the note in her pocket and her attention shifted to the roses. As she picked up one of the red flowers, Roy (loudly) entered the office and (loudly) closed the door. "Do you like the roses?" Riza stared at him a moment before replying, "Yes. They are very nice. Thank you, sir."
Roy moved closer to her. "You know, I wanted to give you a rose for every year for the rest of our lives, but I don't know how long we'll live, and that was all I could afford today." he smirked, "Maybe next year, right?" Riza blinked, and then a small smile graced her face. "Right". To be honest, she was glad to be in the military with him, and she couldn't wait until next year.
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edited on 6/20/12
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