Friday Fictioneers – Flowers

Friday Fictioneers on Sunday! Check out other stories about this picture over at our fearless leader Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ site.

But first, please tell me what you think of my attempt. Thank you!


I enjoy being a tour guide here. Such a beautiful house, and such good stories.

There’s one yarn I’ve never believed. They say years ago, old Mr. Vanzelder – the one that left the place to the Foundation – was crazy in love with the chauffeur’s daughter. They were both teenagers then, and their parents pried them apart. The last time they saw each other, he swore he’d grow her the perfect rose, and she swore she’d come back when he did.

He went from rich to richer selling roses, but she never came back. Now the greenhouse is a wreck, and the gardens – excuse me.

Ma’am, what’s wrong? There, there, don’t cry like that. You’re her granddaughter? Can you take care of her?

6 responses to “Friday Fictioneers – Flowers

  1. Great story – mystified but well done! Nan 🙂

  2. Ahh so very touching Sharon

  3. I would think that there are opportunities lost.. still maybe with a grand-daughter there were some love as well

    • My first version of the story was told from the old woman’s point of view – I had to rewrite because she wanted to talk and talk, and I couldn’t trim her down to less than 200 words. But she did explain that she went on to make a life for herself without him, and she was devastated to learn that her first love spent his whole life alone.

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