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Mystery of the orange roses

2/11/2019

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— I just got big bunch of flowers and I don’t know who from.
 
— What does it say on the card?
 
— Anna Stanley.
 
— And you don’t know her?
 
— She might be the daughter of the man in the room next door… wotshisname…?
— Harry?
 
— Yes, she’s got the same colour hair.
 
— The same colour hair as Harry?
 
— No! (Exasperated) As the flowers. 
The roses were Trump orange. They were a thank you gift from a grandma-in-law to whom she’d shown kindness when Myra could still write Get Well cards. Just last year.
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