For some reason my legs were taking me to the flower shop again for the 4th time in 2 weeks.
But i diden't bother, we were friends by now, the flower girl and me!
Hana is her name.
Crazy right?
She literally means flower in japanese "花"Entering the door and hearing the bell again.
I was wanting to see her but this time, the shop had another man.
He looked kind.
He asked me with a smile
Which flower i wanted.
And i answered 花 (hana)
Which he laughed off.
So you are my daughter's friend?
...uh yes sir
She is actually out for some deliveries right now.
...ohkI said and eushed out of the shop
She got a friendly father i thought.Walking towards my house
I was shoked seeing a panting hana at my doorstep.
How did she know i lived here?
Why is she panting?
And what are those marks on her hands?
Well, keeping thoughts aside I ran to her.●2 hours later●
Hana was sitting on sunoo's couch
Drinking hot choco milk as it was cold outside with a blanket surrounding her.Chilling as if she has been living here.
I sat besides her and questioned
So what are you planning to do now?
YOU ARE READING
Moonflower
Mystery / ThrillerI met a girl and she loves flowers. Don't you darling?