Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday

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It had all happened very suddenly. Lucille knew that Tisarwat would leave eventually, of course, and this time it might not be permanently, but the apartment felt very quiet. The shop did too, so she put on a record with melancholy piano music, which reminded her of Tisarwat's attempts at learning to play.

Luckily there were flower arrangements to be made, and one of them felt particularly inspiring today.

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