“Sorry I’m a few minutes late,” Clyde began with an endearingly sheepish smile at his date, scratching at the back of his head. “Y’see, I was shootin’ to leave the house ‘round four, but I couldn’t get my dang tie on right. Had to give that up, so I hope you’ll forgive the incomplete outfit. Then, when I was drivin’ through town, I realized I didn’t have nothin’ nice to give you, what with it bein out first date and all. So I stopped in a shop on the way over, thinkin it’d be a quick in-out, but you know how that goes when you’re in a hurry to be someplace.”
“They’re lovely, thank you,” they reply with a smile of their own. “And you look just fine. We’re heading to the fair, not a fancy restaurant or anything like that.”
“I reckon you’re right, I just want to make today special,” he chuckled, clearly relieved by your response.
“It already is. Now, let’s get these in a vase and head out, I don’t wanna miss the tractor pull,” they urged, nabbing the flowers and leaning up to kiss his cheek.
Clyde touched the spot they kissed and watched them return inside, his smile softening: how were they so perfect?
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