The next morning, the fancy flower is limp, petals dry, brown. It’s over. Loneliness grips Elwood, as if the vivid colors and fruity scent were a charming houseguest whose sudden departure shrunk his world.… more
The next morning, the fancy flower is limp, petals dry, brown. It’s over. Loneliness grips Elwood, as if the vivid colors and fruity scent were a charming houseguest whose sudden departure shrunk his world.… more
