Chapter 4
That was what I was known for all of high school. The flowers had permanently permeated my body, causing me to carry the scent with me everywhere I went - not that I was complaining. I'd come to discover that flowers were something I was extremely good at, and it quickly became my passion. The thrill of coming up with the perfect combination of a focal flower with it's surrounding accents was like a drug to me. The bright, beautiful colors added joy to my life that made me forget all about my father's painful abandonment when I was six.