Chapter 20 I Can't Do it

• ( Tyron )
• But the chapel was empty when I went in. I expected that much but somewhere within, I felt disappointed. My longing was killing me. The porcelain vase at the altar went into view. The roses we had put there the other night still looked fresh although most of the petals had fallen. I didn’t exactly know how to do a decent flower arrangement so I left the basket on the feet of the altar podium.
• “Wow.”