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Writer's pictureFaleena Hopkins

Chapter 7 - Zoe




Ralphie shifts his weight in the backpack at the wailing entrance bell of Florist Shop as I step into the familiar scent of fresh blooms and air made extra clean by countless plants. The vibrant colors of flora, fauna, planters and decor greet me like old friends, and my eye catches a sign for sale that reads “God said to meet Him in the Garden.” I take a deep breath, letting the sweet fragrances of roses, lilies, among others, and freshly watered greens fill my lungs. The sun filters through my large front windows, casting a warm glow over the rows of blossoms I left in the window display for attraction and easy pickins, and I can’t help but smile. Today feels better now that I got the approval of Ms. Perez, and feel I didn’t burn that opportunity to the ground with my forgetfulness. Everything is looking up! I may even go to that cafe tonight and see if I can run into Tom, act like it’s an accident.


Setting the old vase down on the metal counter by my sink, I coo to Ralphie, “Don’t worry, I’m setting you free now,” and slide my pack off so I can unzip it and allow my furry mischief maker to explore his home away from home. 


He gives me an impatient, “Meow!” waiting for the zipper, and leaps to freedom, strolling over to wherever he’d like.

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