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The Flower
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聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 One day at the florist, I bought a bouquet of carnation since it was mother鈥檚 day, I planned to give something special to her but then changed my mind and went ahead like what I get her last year, cut the head aching thinking process. I bumped into a child when I was ordering the flowers. Suddenly, I felt this slight awareness of dejavu. The child looked so nervous and curious, he looked so innocent that the judge would really let him go if he committed murder. His existence was brief, I went on with my order,
Complimentary I bought a mother鈥檚 day card which it not too smoochy but still managed ample amount of sincere love, and have the lady chuck it in with the flowers. Then I gave the lady the address for the flowers (lately, there鈥檚 not much surprise in the family). I paid for the order, return thanks and begin to hurry on my way, I still have the bridge model to finish drawing, and Mr. Sawload wasn鈥檛 very happy about the last one.
鈥淓xcuse鈥?me, Sir?鈥?聽A sound of a 7-year-old surprised me from behind. It was That Boy.
鈥淥h, you scared me. How may I help you?鈥?I bend down to his eye level and asked.
鈥淓rm鈥?鈥?He paused, 鈥淐an I鈥?? May I have one of your 鈥?flowers? Erm鈥he carnation? He requested nervously.
Pleasantly surprised, thinking that he wants to make his mom happy with the flower, I stood up and spouted 鈥淥f course you can, boy鈥?just a little bit too loud.聽
Without another thought, I turned back to the counter and swiftly singled-out a lovely, flawless carnation and handed to the little boy. 鈥淭here you go,鈥?trying to smooth my usual rough voice.
鈥淭hank You minster!鈥?He quipped faintly with delight upon his rounded face, then accelerated himself to the door and off on the street. Dear, dear, I鈥檓 such a sucker for young children.
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聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 I was pleased with myself, not often I did something good, if I have a notebook to record all my deeds, it will take more than 12 years to filled a 50 pager. I walked down street from the florist, boy still out of sight, found a newsstand and bought a pack of cigarette and 鈥楾ime鈥? I lighted my cigarette, drew a breath and puffing it into the autumn wind. The fusion of warmth and cold satisfied my craving. After the puff, I headed toward the car park.
On the way back to my company, I passed through a cemetery which was beside a surreal Catholic church. 鈥榃ait a minute, this looks familiar,鈥?I thought aloud. Suddenly from afar, I noticed the blue raggy sweater a pygmy figure, was in the heart of the cemetery.
So I killed the engine and stepped out. The church鈥? I seen it before. The magnificent church overshadowed the puny street, served as a surrogate gate of the cemetery.
I was surprised when I saw the person was that angelic child who requested a carnation from me. As been myself as an analytical, I stopped my car at the road side and went in the cemetery to see what the child was doing.
I stood a distance behind him, avoid scaring him. I noticed the blurry engraved words on the tombstone which the boy was standing in front, whispering ever so silently approximate to a prayer.
聽The child then put the carnation by the tomb and I suddenly felt this ping of sadness, almost like an aura. When I moved near to the child, I saw tears flowing out from his eyes. He noticed me, but his eyes reveals the prediction of my presence and quickly turned towards the other side of the cemetery and ran like the wind. I called, 鈥淲hat happened? Why do you crying?鈥?聽But soon, he was out of earshot and disappeared into the forest鈥?/font>
I took a moment observing the tombstone:
Beloved Mother and Wife
Lisa M. Booney-Dickson (1947 - 1969)
May God be with you hereafter
鈥淲henever, wherever you feel down, I will give you a piece of my hope.鈥?/font>
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聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 Subsequently, my eyes filled with tears. I covered my mouth and gasped responsively.
聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 For the first time in 6 years, I cried.
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聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 I remembered it was Tuesday, just after school. My school was one and a half kilometer away, and everyday I have to return home by foot. I hate the walk, one: it is the middle of winter and two:聽 I hate to get snow in my brand new blue sweater. After finishing the exasperating marathon, I finally reached home, dreaming about the sweet lemonade Mummy made.
聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 When I reached the gate, I saw quite a number of people around my house, hence the obvious cars parked along the street. At first I thought I went into the wrong house, then I double check the house number 鈥?31, disproving the hunch. Then a slight thought flashed though my head. Is it Mummy鈥檚 birthday? But鈥sn鈥檛 it tomorrow? Then again, they could have celebrated it earlier.
聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 I walked into the house, and I froze at the doorstep. The people鈥hey looked so sad, this doesn鈥檛 come close of what I think of. I started to hear fragments of sentences like 鈥榞one鈥? 鈥榩oor kid鈥?and if I鈥檓 not wrong, 鈥榗ar bomb鈥? One of the many adults saw me and disappeared to the back. Then this other guy trying really hard to gently guide me to the end of the house. I was as puzzled as I was horrified.
聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 Among the mist of sorrow, I saw my father, weeping, cried like there鈥檚 no tomorrow, like鈥?something dreadful have blasted upon his face.
聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 I dashed my father鈥檚 arms and started crying, even though I have no idea of what is going on. Suddenly, only after these moments, I looked around 鈥?someone was not around.
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鈥淒ad? Where鈥檚 Mummy?鈥?I silently asked.
聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 My father suddenly wept harder.
聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 Finally, he sobbed, 鈥淒ear...erm鈥ummy have to go somewhere for a while鈥︹?/font>
聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 I never get to hear the rest of the shit, I was crying.
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聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 Suddenly my cell phone rang, I sniffled and tried to answer the call without tremors.
聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 鈥淗i Rex! Thanks for the flowers, they are very beautiful,鈥?my stepmother cheerfully thanked, 鈥淐ome over to the House and have dinner with Dad and all of us tonight, I will cook your favorite!鈥?/font>
聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 After responding and gently hang up, I bent down and touch the tombstone and felt the lone carnation at the bottom. I smiled, the grateful smile you used to get them something wonderful have happen.
聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 鈥淪orry, that I almost forgot,鈥?I thought aloud, 鈥淗appy Mother鈥檚 Day, Mummy鈥︹?/font>
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