Ben said, “I’ve rounded up the last of the flowers. I just stuck them in these containers.”
The employees of the flower shop were resting in the back room at the end of a busy summer weekend. Every flower in the shop had sold except these two arrangements.
The door opened and a woman walked in, crying.
“My mother is so sick. She loves flowers. Do you have anything? The cases are empty.”
The employees all looked at each other and Ben walked to the back. He got the arrangements and handed them to her.
She left the shop, smiling.
Photo credit to Dale Rogerson