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The flower truck

© Jan Wayne Fields

It was parked in a different neighbourhood each week. Its flowers were so fresh, their aroma oozed right into the windows of the nearest houses.

The middle-aged woman who ran this ‘business’ narrated how it all began from a single flower cut by her partner on one of their daily afternoon walks. “It was seemingly insignificant, but to me it meant the world”, she recounted as her cheeks blushed. “From then on, he would constantly bring me flowers, regardless of how small, they would always make me smile”.

So I started this truck. Hoping to make other people happy too”.

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24 thoughts on “The flower truck

  1. Delightful story. Well done.

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  2. Remember that FTD marketing slogan, “Say it with flowers.” ? It is still relevant. Flowers are happy to give themselves to us (despite what my story says this week.)

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  3. A wonderful and charming story. Nicely done.

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  4. Paying it forward 🙂

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  5. What a lovely idea she has. Beautiful story.

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  6. No better purpose than to spread joy 🙂

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  7. Sweet story 🙂

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  8. A delightful tale, I’m sure she’s spreading joy!

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  9. Paying it back. Nice

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  10. michael1148humphris on said:

    The beauty of Flowers can be amazing, just like the flower sellers smile

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