Lilies and the Valley

Flash Fiction

Ruftland drained his bank account knowing it was probably too late.

But it was Bev’s birthday, so he had to at least try.

Stopped for a dozen lilies, her favorite, got to the apartment half an hour before he said he’d be there.

He had a list of things they could do if she didn’t have any ideas. 

There was a note taped to the door, grinding in stone that any…