Minz-Papa: What time are you coming home? Shall I get you a small birthday cake?
Me: No cake thank you. But you can get me one flower if you want.
Me: Just one, not a bunch.
Minz-Papa: Flower? What kind? From where?
Me: A nice one. Hey guess what the girls sent me flowers at the office!!Minz-Papa: Oh that’s great!
Minz-Papa: Your mother is at the hairdresser’s. I will go and wander about. If I come across a florist I shall get you a flower.
So when I came in at midnight, he says shyly: Your flower is upstairs.
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