The Florist

Chapter 5

She was going on a date. When? Didn't matter! All she knew was that she was happy! Slowly drifting off the happy world, into a slumberous dream. The dream was beautiful full of flowers, ones in full bloom! Her favorite type of dream.

She woke up early the next day in a giddy mood. Probably, because of the late night conversation. Jumping out of bed, Emma did her own little happy dance, when there was a knock at the door. "Hey Em, you awake" Caitlin asked? "Yeah, come in" Emma replied.

When Caitlin opened the door, she stopped in her tracks, and stared at Emma. "What" Emma questioned? There was more pause, as Caitlin walked around Emma. "Who's the guy" Caitlin asked? "What do you mean? Why would you think that" She replied? "You're out of bed, in the middle of a happy dance, you have a sparkle in your eye, and you still have your dream voice on" Caitlin said after investigation! There was more silence. "What's his name" She added? "He's my new neighbor, Jack Cooke...How do you know all of that" Emma replied blushing? "Hunny, I've known you for 14 years" she said with a chuckle!

Once they had their breakfast, they departed. Caitlin going to go to the theater, and Emma to get ready. The dress that was chosen was red. A simple, short, heart cut, red dress. Her hair was in curls, luscious curls

By 6, Emma was out the door. In the car. She finally arrived to the show, with a reserved seat in the front. It was always Caitlin's dream to play Christine. Just then the red drapes opened, and the show started.