He had just deposited his pay cheque in the Bank. He has deposited all but fourteen dollars. He needed it all really to cover the bills, but a man needed something in his pocket.
The car was parked a fair way down the street. Parking was always scarce on paydays.
To get to it, he had to pass the florist shop. A sign in the window proclaimed “Carnations $1.25each, assorted colours.” He went inside and care fully counted out four quarters, two dimes and a nickel.
The lady wrapped the single blossom in silver paper as if it were a dozen orchids and even includes a small sprig of fern.
Leaving the shop he continued his walk to the car, opened the car door and executed a courtly bow. “ Flower for a beautiful lady,” he said” who makes me richer, just by being in my life”.
He slid into the driver’s seat and closed the door.
On his lady’s face was absolute joy. The common place was made special.
Her everyday life was elevated to a one of dignity and grace, where poverty didn’t grind her down and work didn’t stoop her tired shoulders.
God Bless him, for certainly she did.
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