“Oh, gosh.” Autumn set down her basket and took the rose gently, examining it. “Thank you, miss? For me? I was just picking flowers. Would you like one too?” she asked.
She reached into the basket and pulled out a large daisy. She presented it to Sunset.
“Oh… Why thank you.” Sunset said, gently taking the flower from the woman. “It’s beautiful.” She said, giving it a light sniff.
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