Glowing Jerry Rose

[emjayne]

When I arrived home, I knocked (which I don't normally do), and Sohrab opened the door just a crack before closing it suddenly. I thought it was a game, so walked back down the hall. I stood halfway down the next flight of steps and practiced a petulant expression. The door opened slowly, I stayed put, in full pout mode. His head edged around the door, and he gestured for me to approach. I walked into the livingroom and felt my breath leave in a happy Valentine's whoosh. He'd placed a single rose in a glass bottle in the middle of the room, turned off all the lights, and pointed a flashlight at the bloom. It glowed, scarlet and lovely in the large dark space.

Then he turned on the lights, and our friend Jerry, who'd been visiting when I came home unexpectedly early, uncurled from his hiding spot beside the couch, with a sheepish smile on his face.

Good way to start the weekend :)