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The Flower Man

Jean’s slender fingers worked deftly entwining pink and white rosebuds for a bride’s bouquet. Her glasses, perched jauntily mid-way down her nose, allowed her to hide her frequent glances at the man in the corner. He came toward the counter, his big frame quickly filling her vision. “Morning, Miss Peters. Nice to see fine weather again, isn’t it?” “Indeed it is, Mr Mavers. Goin read more ...