It was a spectacle to behold. The bouquet was so massive it took several people to carry it through the office doors.
The flower shop owner himself made a special delivery to Josefina’s office, tapping on the door with a bright smile. When the door swung open, Josefina was greeted first by the cheery man, and then by the sea of roses that followed, leaving her utterly speechless.
“Miss Josefina,” the owner started, “these roses are from Mr. Oliver. Would you kindly sign for them?”
Without another word, Josefina signed for the delivery, and the owner, along with his entourage, made their way out. As they passed the open workspace, Holly was itching to find out who had sent Josefina the roses, but the delivery crew whisked by without so much as a glance her way.
Holly fumed, “Are these people deaf? Can’t they hear me?”
Sammuel chimed in, “Actually, I checked. The delivery guys are indeed hearing-impaired.”
Holly was so mad. She wanted to throttle Sammuel!
Sammuel quickly added, “Calm down, Holly. After work, how about we hit up The Roost for a bite?”
That suggestion seemed to lift Holly’s spirits, and without giving Sammuel another thought, she dove back into her designs.
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When Josefina wanted to call Oliver, Brandon suddenly called her. “Josie, dear, hope I’m not interrupting your work.”
“Not at all, Grandpa Brandon. What can I do for you?” Josefina replied politely.
“My old ailment is acting up again. You know, those quick-relief heart pills you make work wonders. I was hoping to get some more.”
The ones available out there just didn’t compare to Josefina’s — so gentle on his system, so effective.
“Grandpa Brandon, after work, I’ll come over, check your pulse, and see if we need to adjust your prescription.”
Brandon could barely contain his excitement. “That’d be great, Josie. I’ve hired a barbecue chef for tonight. They say his secret sauce is to die for, and I know you youngsters love a good barbecue.”
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