We watched him get out and go around the back of the car. He got a large potted plant from the trunk and started lugging it to the porch. “Is that a rosebush?” Maddy asked, squinting. He came up the walk and greeted Maddy, then he looked at me. “I brought you flowers,” he said, around the leaves. I laughed. “You brought me an entire rosebush?” He set it down. “You said the ones Amber got you were dead. I wanted to get you some that wouldn’t die.”
He is the best!
