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Paper Roses

Memories that won't die

By Lacey DeariePublished 12 months ago β€’ 1 min read
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Paper Roses
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I collect them. I didn't mean to, but once I started, I couldn't stop. Each time I went on a cruise, there would be a handsome waiter, young enough to be my grandson who would flirt with me as if I was twenty-one and breathtaking. They just wanted a big tip but who cares?

The first one, Geraldo, made me a paper rose. It occurred to me that they all knew how, so I started collecting one from each waiter, every time I cruised.

Now I have a vase full of memories and flowers that will never die.

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About the Creator

Lacey Dearie

Indie author πŸ“š Blogger πŸ’» Humanities student πŸ‘©πŸ»β€πŸŽ“ Editor of the 27th best blog in Scotland apparently πŸ† Unapologetic daydreamer πŸ˜‘ Natural introvert/selective extrovert πŸ’ƒπŸ» Member of the Cat Writers Association πŸˆβ€β¬›

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  • Alex Milligan12 months ago

    Love this!

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