I’m not sure who was the klutz – the thrower of the gardenia, or me, the throwee of the gardenia. It was a moment of sharing that resulted in a dead gardenia and a wasted cup of tea.
It did smell lovely before it landed in my tea though.
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You were the klutz..... your meant to dive for the flower like a single woman at a wedding wanting to catch the bouquet!
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