"Miss Sera! Miss Sera!!!" The chipper voice of the young child filled her ears and she turns her eyes from her work to spy the pigtailed blond 8 year old a few feet away. She looked like she was about to bounce clear out her slippers. "MISSSSSS SERAAAAAAAAAAA!"
"Oh Kathryn I hear you. I am sorry your mother's dress is-"
"Come see! Come see!" The child's voice begged, taking up her hand. Pushing to stand she nods slowly, barely having time to put down her work as she was dragged to the door. The child lead her into the chilled morning air and pointed to what excited her. She giggled aloud seeing Sera's expression at seeing the lavished decor of flora. Her free hand lifted to her lips, fingertips resting against her bottom lip in shock. Was this for..her?
A great swell of joy sprang from her depths, mixed with embarrassment when her ears hear comments from afar. Men getting thwapped by their wives or girlfriends for not doing something so flourished. Others, like a elderly woman speaking of their younger days. Sera even had a couple of folks walk by congratulating her and her beau. There was one particular woman who decided to sit there and make Sera blush by saying how she was lucky to have such a fine young man spoiling her. He kind was rare these days and that he was definitely a keeper. She could hear Kathryn in the background singing and dancing around the decor with her friends as the elderly woman continued to banter.
Only problem was. She had no idea who HE was! She kept trying to explain to the woman she had no clue who had done it.
Once things calmed she plucked an armful of the flowers decorating around the lettering then headed back to her shop. She found herself planting her face into the beautiful bouquet. Divine. She had never seen such a beautiful array. Making her way to the counter and placing the flowers in a vase she noticed the giftbox. A brief look to the door before looking to the box again. Did someone come by while she wasn't watching?
Fingers took up the note so that violet-tainted blues drank in the writing. A warm rush swept through her and dark pink colour took to her cheeks. Aolis. So he had not disappeared. And this was all his doing! Looking to the giftbox it was opened and she immediately gasped out at the beautiful necklace. Her fingers graced over the surface as if afraid to break it. How beautiful..
She would thank him in person. Such splendor she was not use to. Just as she was not use to having an admirer. Such a thought of Aolis being an admirer cleared up alot of things but most of all caused a smile to grace her soft pink lips.
With necklace in hand she moved to put it on, thinking of when next she would see Aolis again.
"Oh Kathryn I hear you. I am sorry your mother's dress is-"
"Come see! Come see!" The child's voice begged, taking up her hand. Pushing to stand she nods slowly, barely having time to put down her work as she was dragged to the door. The child lead her into the chilled morning air and pointed to what excited her. She giggled aloud seeing Sera's expression at seeing the lavished decor of flora. Her free hand lifted to her lips, fingertips resting against her bottom lip in shock. Was this for..her?
A great swell of joy sprang from her depths, mixed with embarrassment when her ears hear comments from afar. Men getting thwapped by their wives or girlfriends for not doing something so flourished. Others, like a elderly woman speaking of their younger days. Sera even had a couple of folks walk by congratulating her and her beau. There was one particular woman who decided to sit there and make Sera blush by saying how she was lucky to have such a fine young man spoiling her. He kind was rare these days and that he was definitely a keeper. She could hear Kathryn in the background singing and dancing around the decor with her friends as the elderly woman continued to banter.
Only problem was. She had no idea who HE was! She kept trying to explain to the woman she had no clue who had done it.
Once things calmed she plucked an armful of the flowers decorating around the lettering then headed back to her shop. She found herself planting her face into the beautiful bouquet. Divine. She had never seen such a beautiful array. Making her way to the counter and placing the flowers in a vase she noticed the giftbox. A brief look to the door before looking to the box again. Did someone come by while she wasn't watching?
Fingers took up the note so that violet-tainted blues drank in the writing. A warm rush swept through her and dark pink colour took to her cheeks. Aolis. So he had not disappeared. And this was all his doing! Looking to the giftbox it was opened and she immediately gasped out at the beautiful necklace. Her fingers graced over the surface as if afraid to break it. How beautiful..
She would thank him in person. Such splendor she was not use to. Just as she was not use to having an admirer. Such a thought of Aolis being an admirer cleared up alot of things but most of all caused a smile to grace her soft pink lips.
With necklace in hand she moved to put it on, thinking of when next she would see Aolis again.