[Ah, there's a question she wasn't expecting. It's one that would be easy to lie in response. She could say anything and it would be a suitable answer.]
My mum used to grow pink roses in our garden when I was a little girl. After she died, I tried keeping up with them, but they seemed to die along with her. So I thought that maybe it'd be nice to have a second go and see if I couldn't do better this time around.
Lilies though. The yellow ones remind me of the stars. That, and they were on a mural I saw recently. One of those tragic memorial sort of things. It was sad, but they were absolutely beautiful.
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My mum used to grow pink roses in our garden when I was a little girl. After she died, I tried keeping up with them, but they seemed to die along with her. So I thought that maybe it'd be nice to have a second go and see if I couldn't do better this time around.
Lilies though. The yellow ones remind me of the stars. That, and they were on a mural I saw recently. One of those tragic memorial sort of things. It was sad, but they were absolutely beautiful.
[so much for lying]