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Authors: Iris Deorre
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from one emotion to the other, and again she tried to calm herself down.
‘Stupid cancer! You can’t and won’t control me!’ She looked into the mirror. ‘I tell you what I will do.’
She stepped back towards her bed, crouched down and pulled out a hair trimmer from beneath the bed. It took her a moment to set up the appliance and step back in front of the mirror. She put it to her head, switched it on and started from the top centre all the way down. The trimmer buzzed, and hair dropped to the floor. The more she did it, the more liberated she became. It was now under her control, hair wasn’t falling off when it wanted to, she was taking it into her own hands.
Finally she switched off the clippers . She stood for a moment and gazed at herself in the mirror. A smile curled on her lips, she loved it and made last minute touches to her look. The purple lipstick did wonders against her caramel skin and the light blush gave colour to her cheeks. It gave her a young fresh look that put the leap back into her step.
After a deep breath, Sahara was ready to face the world. Breakfast would have to wait until she got into work. Life was suddenly fun again, the world had been put right again!
****
Alice walked into Sahara’s flowers, ten minutes after Sahara had arrived. She took one look at Sahara and smiled, and then walked up to her and gave her a great big hug.
‘You look amazing ! You look amazing in anything. You could throw a plastic bag over yourself and you’d still look stunning!’
Sahara laughed, with some lilies in her hands. ‘I quite agree!’ she said cheekily.
‘That arrangement looks gorgeous! It’s great to see you haven’t lost your inspiration.’
‘Yes, they’re lovely.’
Sahara had started arranging the oriental lilies with the white roses. There were only two more hours before the driver would pick them up. Alice smiled at her boss, they were really like old friends, friend who understood each other.
Sahara had hired Alice after the third person she’d interviewed. They’d clicked the moment Alice had sat down. Alice had been cancer free, six years, and she understood so much of what Sahara was going through. They’d got on so well, they’d started sharing stories. Stories that inspired and encouraged rather than discouraged. Alice was the reminder that cancer could be overcome!
‘So what do you need me to do?’ asked Alice.
‘You can start on the flowers for the charity event and the phone calls. The phone has been ringing off the hook for some reason, but I haven’t have chance to answer it. I mean it’s really early.’
‘I’ll handle it.’ Alice smiled and got to work.
They worked in comfortable silence. It was like the flowers had taken over the place, taking on their own life form. It brought Sahara great peace when she worked, it kept her in the moment, and there wasn’t want or need for anything.
A few minutes after Alice had started on the charity order, the phone rang.
‘There it goes again!’ Sahara shouted.
‘I’ll deal with it.’ Alice picked up the phone. ‘Sahara’s florists, how may I help you?’
‘Finally, someone answered the phone.’ The mans voice was low, calm and collected.
‘I’m sorry we didn’t respond earlier, we have a busy day today and it’s really early in the day.’
‘Well, I thought you pride yourself on how early and how fast you can get an order done.’
‘Yes sir we do, and I’m ready to help you.’
Sahara turned to gaze at Alice a moment, Alice winked to assure her she had things under control.
‘Great. I’d like to place an order, but I’m going to need your help,’ he said.
‘Okay, I’m all ears.’ Alice held her pen ready to take instructions.
‘I’m trying to impress a lady,’ he said.
‘Okay.’ She waited
‘I’m not sure what flowers she likes.’
‘Well, just go with what y ou think she likes. I’m sure you’ve ordered flowers before.’
The man laughed.
‘I’m ashamed to
‘Stupid cancer! You can’t and won’t control me!’ She looked into the mirror. ‘I tell you what I will do.’
She stepped back towards her bed, crouched down and pulled out a hair trimmer from beneath the bed. It took her a moment to set up the appliance and step back in front of the mirror. She put it to her head, switched it on and started from the top centre all the way down. The trimmer buzzed, and hair dropped to the floor. The more she did it, the more liberated she became. It was now under her control, hair wasn’t falling off when it wanted to, she was taking it into her own hands.
Finally she switched off the clippers . She stood for a moment and gazed at herself in the mirror. A smile curled on her lips, she loved it and made last minute touches to her look. The purple lipstick did wonders against her caramel skin and the light blush gave colour to her cheeks. It gave her a young fresh look that put the leap back into her step.
After a deep breath, Sahara was ready to face the world. Breakfast would have to wait until she got into work. Life was suddenly fun again, the world had been put right again!
****
Alice walked into Sahara’s flowers, ten minutes after Sahara had arrived. She took one look at Sahara and smiled, and then walked up to her and gave her a great big hug.
‘You look amazing ! You look amazing in anything. You could throw a plastic bag over yourself and you’d still look stunning!’
Sahara laughed, with some lilies in her hands. ‘I quite agree!’ she said cheekily.
‘That arrangement looks gorgeous! It’s great to see you haven’t lost your inspiration.’
‘Yes, they’re lovely.’
Sahara had started arranging the oriental lilies with the white roses. There were only two more hours before the driver would pick them up. Alice smiled at her boss, they were really like old friends, friend who understood each other.
Sahara had hired Alice after the third person she’d interviewed. They’d clicked the moment Alice had sat down. Alice had been cancer free, six years, and she understood so much of what Sahara was going through. They’d got on so well, they’d started sharing stories. Stories that inspired and encouraged rather than discouraged. Alice was the reminder that cancer could be overcome!
‘So what do you need me to do?’ asked Alice.
‘You can start on the flowers for the charity event and the phone calls. The phone has been ringing off the hook for some reason, but I haven’t have chance to answer it. I mean it’s really early.’
‘I’ll handle it.’ Alice smiled and got to work.
They worked in comfortable silence. It was like the flowers had taken over the place, taking on their own life form. It brought Sahara great peace when she worked, it kept her in the moment, and there wasn’t want or need for anything.
A few minutes after Alice had started on the charity order, the phone rang.
‘There it goes again!’ Sahara shouted.
‘I’ll deal with it.’ Alice picked up the phone. ‘Sahara’s florists, how may I help you?’
‘Finally, someone answered the phone.’ The mans voice was low, calm and collected.
‘I’m sorry we didn’t respond earlier, we have a busy day today and it’s really early in the day.’
‘Well, I thought you pride yourself on how early and how fast you can get an order done.’
‘Yes sir we do, and I’m ready to help you.’
Sahara turned to gaze at Alice a moment, Alice winked to assure her she had things under control.
‘Great. I’d like to place an order, but I’m going to need your help,’ he said.
‘Okay, I’m all ears.’ Alice held her pen ready to take instructions.
‘I’m trying to impress a lady,’ he said.
‘Okay.’ She waited
‘I’m not sure what flowers she likes.’
‘Well, just go with what y ou think she likes. I’m sure you’ve ordered flowers before.’
The man laughed.
‘I’m ashamed to
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