The last thing you'd expect to see on a florist's resume is Ex-CIA Officer, Sometime Killer. But then again I'm not even allowed to put that on my resume, so...
This is where I begin again, where my demons start dancing around the daisies. It wasn't where I thought I'd end up, but that's the story of my life.
I wonder what they would do if I sent them each a bouquet, those men who ruined my life? Rosemary for remembrance, to show them just how long my memory is...
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Pistils was, in no uncertain terms, an overnight hit in Savannah. One month after we officially opened, business was brisk enough to budget in both myself and Parker a part-time salary. Not only had Gran’s social contracts bloomed into smashing success, but the trophy wife former owners I’d been so quick to dismiss turned out to be more valuable to us than anything else. It may have been due to nostalgia initially, but after an order or two, those women validated us in Savannah.