CHAPTER 13
"Aren't those pretty, Mommy?" you said to your mother who was holding your hand.
"Aa, it is, isn't it?" you mother replied.
"What flowers are those?" You touched the white petals.
"If I'm not mistaken, those are snowdrops," your mother said, bending for a closer look and a quick sniff. "Smells lovely." She turned to you. "Why the sudden interest?" A teasing glint lit her eyes. "Are you getting some for a girlfriend I don't know of?"
You looked horrified. "No!"
You mother laughed and kissed your head. "Okay, okay!"
"But...can I get some?" you said tentatively, almost shyly.
Your mother looked curiously at you. "Of course. But may I know why?"
You slowly shrugged. "I don't know.. I think someone once said to me that they liked snowdrops and there was a reason for it...but I can't remember..."
Your mother's eyes widened. "Really? Do you remember who?"
You shook your head. "No."
"Well, whatever the case, it's nice that you remember someone's favorite flower. If it's a girl, then you can always give some to her and you can be sure that she'll smile." Your mother ruffled your hair softly and asked the florist for some snowdrops.
You were smiling happily.
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I wonder why
this is the memory I am remembering
before I close my eyes...
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