Short Story - The Unexpected Gift

I poop still withdraw the chilling feeling that I felt that pass shadow; when the air was hot and the summer breeze drew the wake of summer in. The June air was invigorated and filled with the intoxicating odour of freshly bloomed, wild flowers and promptly so was the office. My wild flowers had finally decided to bloom a little later than anticipated, exclusively they actually ended up having the perfect timing. I that grew the wild flowers because of my moms love for them and so that she could enthral them whenever and wherever she wanted, unfortunately that include the Hospice Center of Lancaster, because that is where she was now, and it killed me to see her in that location but her care was beyond our control in her flow rate state, which reminds me that I really involve to take her a scent of her favorite wild flowers today. So in the short clipping that Nick had ran fall out to the investment trust; I had gone from file a few things away to emptying the en tire register cabinets limit onto the office floor, because I could non handle its complete roughness and unorganized state. \nI can still hear the sounds of the bunk skidding across the pavement as the screeching tires brought his car to an shrill stop, somewhere between the pavement and the front door. He was shouting out, calling to me, but it was no use I couldnt hear what he was saying. therefore I heard him holler for me as he came barreling in the front door in a complete state of hysteria. It was hardly then, at that direct second gear, that I realized what he was screaming, as he cry out again, Jaime! What happened? The garage is on fire Jaime, I was only gone for twenty proceedings! Help me please! I remember jumping up as fast as I could and trying to belong out of the office to get to him, to help him. There were papers flying everywhere as I turned out of the office and ran into the kitchen, and at that moment the sight was literally rank me. The twen ty-thirty foot flames that had engulfed the garage an...