Souls ReAligned by Tricia Daniels Read Free Book Online

says apologetically. “I was supposed to deliver these to you before noon and… well, I’m sorry I didn’t make it on time. I tried your home and your office. They told me you were here.” He slides the flower box across the table toward her. “I apologize.”
    “That’s okay,” she says. “Thank you for tracking me down. Why was it so important to deliver them by noon?”
    “I’m not sure, Miss. The sender was quite insistent on making sure you received them today. It must be important because there was a $50 tip offered, if I got them to you on time.” He looks at his watch. “I guess that was an epic fail.”
    Olivia looks at her watch. 12:30 p.m. “So, how will they know they weren’t delivered on time?” she asks.
    “I have to take the signed receipt back to him with the time on it.”
    Olivia sighs. “No need to guess who they’re from,” she says to her friends, rolling her eyes. She holds her hand out. “Here, give me the receipt.” Taking the pen out of his hand, she begins to write. Pay the poor boy his damn tip, Ireland!
    Handing it back to him, she smiles as he reads it.
“Thank you, Miss James.”
    “Open them, I want to see them,” Rachel begs.
    “My bet is roses. A cliché apology,” Olivia frowns. “I hate roses. I bet he had John send them for him.”
    “John better not have,” Shannon states.
    Slipping the ribbon off the box, Olivia lifts the lid. The beauty of the arrangement renders her speechless. Delicate pink and white daisies all wrapped up and bound with a beautiful pink ribbon. It wasn’t roses. It was perfect. As the girls strain to see what’s inside the box Olivia slips the card out to read it.
    “Wow, Olivia. Does this man know you inside out or what?” Rachel says, as she lifts the flowers out of the cardboard box so she can get a better look at them.
    Shannon becomes concerned when she see’s tears form in Olivia’s eyes while she reads the card. “Olivia? Are you okay? What does the card say? Can I read it?”
    Passing the card to Shannon, a steady flow of tears start to stream down her cheeks.
     
    With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;
For stony limits cannot hold love out Ethan xox
     
    Quickly pulling a tissue from out of her purse, she wipes at her tears, trying to quiet her sniffles. “It’s from Romeo and Juliet,” she says, her voice strained with emotion.
    Wandering over to the table, John finds all the girls bawling. He thinks about quietly slipping away in another direction, but Shannon has already seen him. “Do I want to know what’s going on?” he asks, his Irish accent sounding apprehensive.
    Shannon starts to laugh a little under her tears. “Ethan sent flowers,” she says pointing at the box and wiping the moisture from her eyes.
    Olivia looks up at John, afraid to ask, “Did you have anything to do with this, John?”
    Shannon folds her arms in front of her and stares at him, “You better not have, or that thing you liked so much this morning… that won’t be happening again for a very long time.”
    Rachel and Olivia look at each other and grin.
    John shakes his head as he looks at the delicate pink flowers on the table, “No, Olivia he did it all on his own. I had nothing to do with it.” Leaning down he kisses Shannon on the lips. “Good thing too, because I really, really liked that thing we did this morning.” Looking up at Olivia, he winks, “I take it from the tears that he made a good choice then?”
    Olivia nods and wipes at the moisture on her cheeks, feeling silly for having such a strong reaction. “They’re perfect. So beautiful.”
    Shannon instantly knows what’s on her mind and says it out loud, “So we’re shopping for a dress for Saturday, right?”
    Olivia smiles, “Yeah, I guess we are. Right after we eat. I’m suddenly starving.”
     
    Not one dress shop in the downtown Toronto core is safe from the threesome as they scrutinize every dress they can find on a rack. Rachel