Tulips Jessica Alexander
He smokes a cigarette every sunrise on his front porch. He doesn’t think anything of it.
The female embodiment of sunshine brought him tulips from her garden every morning and each time he thanked her as he blew smoke into her face. She tried to make small talk
about work and weather but he always seemed bothered and she would become melancholy.
Without warning, she stopped.
He still smokes a cigarette every morning on his front porch. He still doesn’t think anything of it.
But neighbors grow tulips just to spite him.
73
Made with FlippingBook Online document maker