On Saturday, I came home from running errands to find a gorgeous bouquet of flowers waiting for me.
“Ooh,” I thought. “Sailor Boy got me flowers!” And then I saw the card, which struck me as a trifle odd, since Sailor Boy would probably not attach a card, and would probably not have them delivered, but simply pick them up from the florist himself, carry them home, and hand them to me.
“Ooh,” I thought. “My parents bought me flowers!” How sweet! I opened the card. This is what it said:
To the Beginning…
Kerri
OMG, my editor got me flowers! How awesome is that?
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