Page 16 of Forever Writing You


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When everyone was settled into their morning watering duties, I pulled out the letter again.

I knew that people changed, but I refused to believe Everett wanted anything to do with his father. A three-day event wouldn’t make up for all the times his dad left him heartbroken, and if Carmen knew him in the slightest, she would know better than to even think about suggesting it.

For a moment, I considered sending the blooms and her terrible note; this was none of my business and I’d done enough damage already.

I pruned a few roses and vowed to make a decision after watering the evergreens.

By the time I reached the final tree, the best choice was made clear: It’s not my business. Send them off like it was any other customer.

I pulled the lavender stems and lilies, and the printer spat out another order as I was prepping the paper.

Discreet insertion. Wax sealed Envelope.

Dear Carmen,

I hope this arrangement finds you well.

I received your wedding invitation and am shocked that you’ve invited me.

I’m not sure whether your intent was to stab me in the heart or the eye, but you’ve accomplished both…

I wish you well with your new life, but I won’t be able to make it.

Best,

Thomas Denton

P.S. We were in France not too long ago, and you swore that you’d give our love another try this year.

I guess you didn’t mean it.

I tossed the florals for Everett’s dad into a “mistake” box and permanently deleted the order.

GROWING SEASON

BACK THEN

Dahlia

Everett stands in front of his mirror, smoothing his tie for what must be the millionth time.

“How do I look?” he asks.

“Like you’re trying to look French, but you can’t hide your American-ness.”

He rolls his eyes. “I asked you to help me dress for a reason, Dahlia.”

“I know, I know.” I stand up and smooth his Ralph Lauren jacket. He’s saved up to buy it for three months and even asked to work for my mom to afford the additional tailoring.

I adjust his beret and step back.

“You look exactly like him in the picture he sent.”

“That’s what I’m going for.”

He’s never said it aloud, but even though his dad is a deadbeat, I know he secretly admires the business empire. He follows his journey through blogs and magazines and is proud that his father dresses Hollywood celebrities and is the number one choice for everyone.

Except him.

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