He re-lives the way Johnny meticulously picks through the many bunches of flowers to pick the perfect ones, his words “these remind me of us” as he picks up a bunch full of yellows and oranges and blues.
He doesn’t know why they reminded him of them but he never questioned.
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He doesn’t know why they reminded him of them but he never questioned.
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But he lost his on a Tuesday.
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