[center][color=pink][h2]Kathy Han[/h2][/color]
[b]Summer 1, 12:00 p.m.[/b][/center][hr][hr]
Kathy heard her name being called, and turned to see Emma, the town's florist. She waved back and made her way to the florist so she would not need to yell. [color=pink]"No, I have plenty for now,"[/color] Kathy said while she shook her head. She still had not used up the last batch she ordered from them. The weather has been nice lately and not too many people were getting sick.  [color=pink]"I'll be sure to let you know as soon as I need more though."[/color]

[color=pink]"I'm doing fine.. Another year, another lecture about settling down and having children,"[/color] Kathy said with a defeated look but quickly regain her composure. [color=pink]"How are you and your father? The flowers are looking beautiful as always."[/color] She motioned over the flowers that were used to decorate the town square. Kathy was always grateful that flowers were much more appreciated in Willow's Valley than they were in the city. Emma and her father always did grow the best flowers in Kathy's opinion.
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