I Received 100 Yellow Roses While My Husband Was Away on a Business Trip—The Number of Flowers Terrified Me Enough to Call the Police

I did not call Daniel.

I called the police.

The dispatcher asked for my name, my address, and what had happened. I tried to explain without sounding insane.

“A bouquet was delivered to my house,” I said, gripping the edge of the table. “One hundred yellow roses. No card. No signature. Just my name.”

There was a pause. “Ma’am, are you in immediate danger?continue reading …