Without fear of success
"Are you serious?" His eyes widen as a plate while a mocking smile draws on his face. "I'm sorry, but I don't believe there is a human being who can't take care of a little animal. I can believe allergies, but not that you can't take care of a plant or an animal...I just can't help but imagine it and laugh."
"Believe it or not, here stands one who can't, and I'm not joking. I never had the courage to work at a florist, let alone take care of animals. Not to brag, but every time I was given a little pet..." I pause. "They always died in my hands. I don't know why, but they would die." I look down, feeling terrible in my chest as I remember it. "I don't understand why they died. I swear I bathed them, fed them, and gave them water... My mother used to say they di
