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Which reminds me…” He reached into his pocket and took out the bag I’d taken from the intruder. “Your drugs, sir?”
“Do you need any flowers?” I asked her this every day. If the blooms in her room had wilted, we picked some. It was the only gift I could give her, the only thing she wanted from me. I’d offered other gifts. She always said no. “Yes, please. If you won’t miss them.” “I’ll miss them. But it makes me happy to give them to you, Lindy, to have someone to give them to.”
“I could tell he thought it was no big deal, but in my entire life, no one had ever given me a flower. Ever.
“It’s me, Adrian. And this is Lindy. Can you see us, bud?” “Yes. At least I think I can. But maybe it’s all a dream. You led me to believe you were hideous, a monster.” “And you led me to believe you were blind. Things change sometimes.”

