She sat on the edge of the bed overwhelmed, the roses cradled in her arms. She thought gleefully of the dress she would get to wear for the Ball (Prom?) and could not wait to tell her foster family about how excited she was. She watched for five minutes until he completely disappeared over Pine Crest, past the yellow fire hydrant and the dented stop sign. . His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly rubefacient. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory.
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