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She looked down at the rose in her book. It was carefully preserved; the color still vital and the memory still fantastic!She drifted a moment... back to the day when she recieved it.
I was a beautiful morning; her boy friend had taken a walk with her through the park to feed the ducks. He ducked bak into his car as they neared her house and he pulled out these lovely roses! A dozen of them!For her!
She still remembered the pride in his face as he looked over at her and he said:"Here.. these are for you!"
Wow! She had almost keeled over!A smile had graced her face as she colored."th..th..thank you!"
"Grace? umm.. Can we go out?"
She smiled again...
There was always something enchanting about him... so real and so caring...she smirked although sometimes he showed his caring in very unusual ways...