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第30章别在头发上的花儿（1）
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TheFlowerinHerHair
贝蒂·Ｂ.杨斯BettieB.Youngs
Shealwaysworeaflowerinherhair.Always.MostlyIthoughtitle.Aflowerinmidday？Towork？Toprofessioings？Sheiringgraphierinthelarge，busyofficewhereIworked.Everydayshe’dsailintotheofficewithitsextra-moderncrispdécaflowerinhershthhair.Usuallycolor—atedwithherotherwisesuitableattire，itbloomed，asmallparasolofvividhelargebackdropofdarkbruhereweretimes，likeatthepanyChristmasparty，wherethefloweraddedatouchoffestivityandseemedappropriate.Buttowork，itjustseemedoutofplaore“professionally-miheofficewerepractidignantaboutit，andthoughtsomeootakeherasideandihe“rules”
iakenseriously”
inthebusinessworld.us，myselfihoughtitjustanoddquirk.
Tomyknowledgenooheyoungwomanastowhyafloaoworkeafact，weprobablywouldhavebeenmoreioquestionherhadsheshownupwithoutit.
Whichshedidoneday.Whenshedeliveredaprojeyoffice，Iqueried.“Ihereisnoflowerinyourhairtoday，”
Isaidcasually，“I’msousedtoseeihatitalmostseemsasifsomethingismissing.”
“Oh，yes，”
sherepliedquietly，iohisarturefromherusualbrightandperkypersonality.Thefolledmetoask，“Areyouokey？”
ThoughIingfora“Yes，I’mfine.”
respoively，Ikreadedohihanamissingflower.
“Oh，”
shesaidsoftly，ressiohreandsorrow.“Todayistheanniversaryofmymother’sdeath.Imisshersomuch.IguessI’mabitblue.”
“Iuand，”
Isaid，feelingpassiowantioemotionalwaters.“I’msureit’sverydifficultforyoutotalkabout，”
Iued，thebusiofmehopingshewouldagree，butmyheartuandingthattherewasmore.
“No，it’sokay，really.IknowthatI’mextraordioday.Thisisaday，Isuppose.Yousee...”
aellmethestory.
“Mymotherknewshewaslosiotually，shedied.Iwas15atthetime.Wewereveryclose.Shewassoloving，sogiving.Becausesheknewshewasdying，sheprerecordedabirthdaymessageIwastowatcheveryyearonmybirthday，fromage16untilIreached25.Todayismy25thbirthday，andthismIwatchedthevideoshepreparedforthisday.IguessI’mstilldigestingit.Andwishingshe
“Well，myheartgoesouttoyou，”
Isaid，reallyfeelidealofempathyforher.
“Thankyouforyourkindness，”
shesaid.“Oh，andaboutthemissingfloweryouaskedabout.WhenIwasalittlegirl，mymotherwouldoftenputflowersinmyhair.Onedaywhehehospital，Itookherthisbeautifullargerardeuptohernosesosheellit，shetookitfromme，andwithoutsayingaword，pulledmeclosetmyhairandbrushingitfrommyface，plamyhair，justasshehaddonewhenIwaslittle.Shediedlaterthatday.”
Tearscametohereyesassheadded，“I’vejustalwayswornaflowerinmyhairsimademefeelasthoughshewerewithme，ifonlyinspirit.But，”
shesighed，“today，asIwatchedthevideodesighisbirthday，initshesaidshewassorryfornotbeihereasIgreedshehadbeenagoodparent，andthatshewouldlikeasignthatIwasbeingselfsuffit.That’sthewaymymhtthewayshetalked.”
Shelookedatme，smilingfondlyatthememory，“Shewassowise.”
In，“Yes，shesoundsverywise.”
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