A Single Red Rose
Aug 8th, 2008 by nahimanah
Aroused by the sound of Floyd barking Nahimanah glances up from the book she has buried herself in for the last few hours…
Standing in a pool of water by the door is her little sister. Raising her eyes up and down the length of Aiyanah she can see that the girl is dripping wet from head to toe.
Aiyanah just stares back at her elder sister with a big mischievous grin and a twinkle in her eye.
Sighing, Nahimanah gracefully arises from the couch…
‘I shall put the kettle on’ and walks off towards the kitchen…
She can only image what wayward path her sister must have led her dear friend down to end in a state such as she was…
Aiyanah picks up the hem of her wet dress and makes her way upstairs to draw herself a warm bath.
As she passes her bed she gently places a single red rose onto her pillow.
You write so elloquently *smiles* Don’t ever stop Nahi