Day 22 Writing Challenge

Prompt: You receive a special delivery, a bouquet of roses. Attached is a card, in neat cursive it reads ” I love you, I always have, and I always will no matter our circumstances.”


It’s Saturday morning, and I have music playing throughout the house. It has been raining off and on all morning, so indoors is the best place to be, plus I haven’t done a spring cleaning in so long that it’s now the end of summer. While I’m sweeping I hear a knock at my door. Without turning the music down and walk over and peep through the peephole to see who it may be, I’m not expecting anyone and I no one wants to be out in this downpour.

Looking through I see nothing but beautiful red and white roses filling my view. I open the door and to find a florist with a huge glass bouquet of roses in her arms, and it seems to be a little heavy as the young lady is starting shake.

“Hi, I think you may have the wrong house, I didn’t order any flowers.”

“If this, 2946 Rosewood Dr?”

“Well, yes.”

“And are you Ruby Clark?”

“Yes, I’m sorry come in, you can set them on the table right over there, I wasn’t expecting anything I was just wanted to be sure you had the right place.”

” That’s alright, I wish my boyfriend would surprise me with flowers on such a gloomy day as this, you’re one very lucky woman.” I pause in mid-stride as she rambles on about my “boyfriend” who decided to surprise me with flowers. I thought he was finally letting me have my space, he never knows when to give up. Kace and I met a little over a year ago, I was automatically head over heels for him, and he seemed to be as well. Then these strange things kept happening, he never wanted to go out for during the day, like he was ashamed of me or something. We never stayed at his place, or spent time there he was always over here, or we were just out. After months of no communication, he sends me flowers? Why?

“Oh, yeah he likes to randomly do things,” I say as I grab the clipboard she has and sign on the marked line. “Thanks, I’m sorry you had to get out in this rain I wish he hadn’t done that no one needs to be out in this.” That’s another thing, he would do little things that made it seem like he had no feelings towards other people, it was almost as if he could use anyone and get away with it.

“It’s no biggie, I try to stay as busy as possible on days like this. No one really buys flowers when it is pouring rain outside, although it would be smarter.” She grabs the clipboard and turns to leave out. ” I hope you enjoy your day, and I hope you love the flowers, not every girl gets a guy like you.” She walks out the door after her last statement.

“Yeah, lucky me,” I say to the now empty house. I turn and stare at the flowers, they are beautiful, and they do make the room look a little brighter. I walk over to the vase and lean down to smell one of the white roses and can’t help the smile that spreads across my face. Roses are so symbolic, and yet I don’t understand why he would randomly send them to me, he’s the one that said we wouldn’t work out, he’s the reason we aren’t together. I open my eyes after I got lost in the scent of the flowers, and see I little white envelope sticking out. Snatching the envelope out I quickly yank out the card to read what message he’s scrawled out.

I love you, I always have, and I always will no matter our circumstances.

P.S. I’m sorry, but this is the way it must be.


“I was just beginning to move on with my life, why Kace, why pop back up and ruin me all over again?”

Thank you for stopping by, I hope you enjoyed today’s writing challenge. Until next time, be sure to Read THS!

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