Ordinary Handsome: Fifty-seven years

He sat for almost fifteen minutes, eyes shut, a few tears squeezed out. Fifty-seven years.

He shut down the Jeep. It was time.

When he stepped outside, the heat felt combative and he felt nauseous. But it wasn’t the heat, it was the…

He opened up the backseat door and pulled out the flowers. Yellow chrysanthemums, the boy’s favorites. Simple little yellow things, so round and complete. He liked the color.

He bought a flat of them every year before coming back to Handsome. The were cheaper than roses, but you couldn’t just drop them on the ground. You had to plant them carefully so that they’d last for more than a day or two.

This year he bought two flats.

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Excerpt from Ordinary Handsome. Available at http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00P46ZPA0

Free downloadable Kindle app also available.

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