Roses are Red
2
"Hey, I feel I should apologize again for the other day," you said.
I tugged at my scarf, wishing it would hide me, "It's alright I should have been looking where I was going."
You sighed and scratched the back of your head, "Normally I don't check the grounds right in the walk way so I feel responsible."
"What do you use them for?" I asked looking at the bag in your arms.
"I make a special fertilizer out of them, not that I can grow anything with winter right around the corner."
"Why do you keep getting coffee grounds then?"
"Most of my backyard is for flowers so I need a lot of grounds and it's easier to get them when not everyone wants them."
"That must take a lot of work."
You smiled again and I couldn't help but think you were an angel who had fallen out of heaven, "It is but I love doing it."
The barista called out a butchered form of my name and you follow me over, "Do you garden?"
I shrugged as I grabbed the warm drink, "I make sure the plants in my house and the bushes outside have plenty of water."
"At least you take care of the plants you do have." You pushed up your glasses, a habit I would come to recognize you'd do when you remembered something, "I'm sorry I haven't even asked for your name yet."
I smiled as we sat down at a table, "I'm Sarah."
"Lucas, although my sister loves to call me Lucy."
I laughed, "Why?"
"It started as a joke when I was a teenager but it stuck. She loves to use it in public, she once called out to me on campus and my classmates haven't stopped calling me it since."
"What are you studying?"
"I'm right in the middle of a law degree at the U. What about you?"
I looked down at the dark wooden table, "I'm helping my father with his work instead of finishing my bachelors in business."
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