From his garden he could see her garden, as she his, from hers. He realised she was the woman from the garden centre. She’d smiled at him. He’d smiled back. He saw her hastily putting down Pride and Prejudice when he came to buy his things. She’d blushed.
He went back three days running, bought things he needed in small batches, then things he didn’t need in smaller batches. “Thank you.”
He earned 500 loyalty points, and they gave him a string bag of bulbs. Which gave him an idea.
He chose a patch and planted them. YOUR BEAUTIFUL. No apostrophe. No e. They didn’t all come up.
YO BE ...
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