Contributor: John Laneri
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Bernard stepped toward the flower garden, his movements slow and measured. It was time for his customary morning walk through the flower garden.
Near a gazebo, he spotted Millie Boyd sitting on a bench beside a red hibiscus. He waved to her and continued on, his attention going to a line of roses along the quiet secluded paths.
To him, Millie was an old friend, another elderly resident at the Happy Years Retirement Home.
“Bernard, darling. Could you come here a minute?”
Never one to deny Millie, Bernard turned away from the flowers and ambled toward the gazebo where she sat with a friend.
“You’re looking quite lovely, Widow Boyd.”
“Why thank you, Bernard.” She indicated the woman beside her. “Have you met, Georgia?”
Bernard cocked his head to the side and bowed. “I haven’t had the pleasure.” He studied...
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John Laneri
