He made sure to hand her a flower with an odd number of petals.
Alternately reciting “loves me” and “loves me not,” she pulled off the petals, one by one.
Leaving the last petal in place, she hesitated slightly, then handed the stem back to him.
He got the message.
John H. Dromey has micro-fiction, flash fiction, and short stories published in over 220 venues.
I loved this complete, emotional story. It played out like a short movie in my head.
Thanks, Mary.
Mary and John–You both said it so well!