the BIGGEST bunch of flowers you have EVER seen for betsy on valentine’s day 💘🌹💌
betsy’s sun-soaked curls toast her cheeks as she giggles rhapsodically. it’s a hoarse and vulnerable breed of joy which she reserves for john only. ‘ you’ll put your back out. ’ she drawls out her gratitude tenderly, thorn-frayed fingertips rub velvety petals as she embraces the enormous bunch of bright, leafy flowers.
she cradles the bouquet in her freckly arms like a new-born babe. the bite of the prickly stems against her skin reminds betsy of her john; they are coarse at first touch, before blossoming into open, bulbous heads; they bloom with careful nurture. as unchanging as john is, betsy understands his gestures; she knows him. ‘ your gift is inside. ’ her teasing is playful; cheeks rosy. she’s alive.