DAISIES
Bobby knocked on the door, shifted his feet nervously.
Did she even like daisies? Maybe he should've brought roses. Or candy.
Or a gun.
Damn it, why was he doing this to himself? So the woman kissed him! She was probably just grateful to him for rescuing her from the Big Mouths. He should leave, now, before he totally embarrassed himself.
Jody opened the door. "Bobby?" Her face bloomed in a warm, slow smile.
"Wasn't sure I should come," Bobby mumbled, holding out the flowers.
"I'd have been crushed if you hadn't," she murmured softly, drawing him into the house.