If Luther fit into Estel's poem, then what was going on?
Amy looked at Luther, who smiled at Estel; he obviously enjoyed her performance. Did he know she was talking about him?
“Miss Estel Gates, now perform the mini mission, and create a four-line follow-up poem before you explain your main poem.”
“Sure. It's my poem, so that would be easy.” Estel cleared her throat. “Spreading my fragrance.
Improving my radiance.
I will do all a flower can do.
I will do all just to get you.”
Applause crashed in the room, as Estel smiled and bowed in front of them all.
“So can you explain the poem to us?” The host asked.
“Well, it's a love poem. One about a woman who wants only one man to look at her. Although he doesn't see her as a woman yet, she's longing that some day, he'll look at her,
