Flora tapped the fleur to her nose.
This fleur was a special one. A very special one. It was placed in a separate vase from the rest.
Each fleur was a symbol of someone she’d lost.
Flora had five sisters at one point. After a horrible storm tore through their home, she was left with only one. Miele.
The others were now simply fleurs in a vase. A loving memory.
For Julia, Flora kept a bright yellow daisy. The girl was the eldest sibling, she was also the brightest of them and the cheeriest. For Katie she kept a rose; she was the seconde eldest. The beauty of the six. For Ladybelle—the...
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