Almost 4 years ago, I walked into my apartment to be greeted by a vase of a dozen red roses on my desk. I did the usual girl thing of surprise, shouting and squealing with glee. My roommates gave me as a curious look as I read the card, but I said nothing and simply smiled.

I kept them on my desk for about a week before I emptied the water and hung them upside down to dry. The scent of the roses was throughout the apartment.

They\’re still somewhere in my parents\’ garage.

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