All she could hear was blaring horns. He must have been stuck in traffic jam. They are very common at this time of the evening … midst the rush of cars rushing home from office,.
On the other end, an impatient Eddie waited for the jam to clear off soon. The phone call from his wife had been a pleasant distraction from the present milieu.
“Remember to get some roses” … the voice had faded over the loud horn of the person parked next to him. As if a blaring horn could solve the problem. The cacophony was driving him insane.
He knew he would be making his purchase at Flowers and Blossoms – he wanted to call them in advance so that they would be ready with the bouquet as he drove in. He found the line busy.
She heard of it in the breaking news of the local news channel.
She reached the sight without losing time. There were glass shreds and blood all around. Insects were buzzing around the dead remains. The paramedics were running around with stretchers to save precious lives.
She stumbled upon a cut arm and she recognized the wrist watch. She held it in her hands and went numb.
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