I walk through the thick glass door, sauntering into the shop, as I spot Flora trimming some flowers as usual and properly arranging them in a transparent vessel.
I hasten my step with the high black heel I wore, coupled with the black long dress and a red hat. I take out my dark shade and drop the hat on my table, including my handbag, while I prepare to take care of these beauties.
“ Hey.” I holler; she isn’t even aware of the time I step in, as she is so focused on the Nicotiana flower, cutting the stems.
“Holy s**t! When did you step in?” She gasps as she widens her eyes in anguish.
“You need to be more active, Flora. What if it was a customer who stepped in to steal? Anyway, you are lucky there are cameras in the shop. Between, how have things been?” I sigh, walking near her.
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