(The story so far—)
“Upon my word, you must think me a fool!,” said she and slammed the door.
Mercy looked at the limp bouquet of wildflowers in her hand, and shook her head back and forth.
‘This is his grand gesture for my affection?” she said angrily out loud, then fell to the floor in tears.
But – the floor opened up and she tumbled down a -
deep dark abyss, plunged into depths of a despair the likes of which she had never known. She had blown it, blown her chances with the kindest, and sweetest creature to have walked on gods’ earth! It was not the wilted flowers, not the unreturned calls or emails… but just the way his eyes lit up whenever Jen walked into the room!