for my birthday dinner.

My kitchen was overflowing with sunflowers.

My daughter’s eyes widened.

“Mom, where did all these flowers come from?”

Before I could answer, another voice came from the doorway.

“Who did you beg to send you those?”

My body went still.

My ex-husband stood there.

Uninvited.

He looked around at the flowers with the familiar smirk I had continue reading …

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