The Flower Girl

It was [Better to be in past tense as you are telling/describing a story]a cloudy day.


A flower girl is was selling roses on the street.


“Buy a flower, wouldst milady my lady?”


“No, thank you.”


Without earning any money a penny earned the whole entire morning, she concluded that she is just hapless on that particular it not a good day and decided to go home.


After Upon waiting for some half hour 30 minutes, she boarded an empty red bus. As she is sitting on her seat, and peered out of the window, memories began to flood flooding into her mind…


It was ten years ago. She was seventeen and 17. She was about to further her tertiary education in London.


A week before her departure, her mother decided to bring her to Durham to visit her grandmother - their only known relative.


There she met him, a young, dashing local physician, who was working in a military hospital.


Like what many may expect, yes indeed she did fall fell in love with him; and so did he. Then when On the second night came, they met each other, lacking their resolve, flames of passion flew high and they crossed the forbidden boundary was crossed…


They decided to get married at once, in secretly, of course. The next morning, when as they were on their way to the Registration Office, he was killed instantly when a car gave struck him a fatal hit blow. She, being terribly Sorrow and Despairing upon her like the twin Harpies of Phineus.  She returned to his her grandmother’s house. yet Pretending to just have had a happy morning walk had just ended. However, The rest of the day, her eyes were never dried.


She Finally left for London was left. Poor lady. Two months later, she discovered that she was a new life was was forming pregnant- his child, apparently. Then, you can imagine- she was dismissed by the university and disowned by her parents Kicked out of the university and abandoned by her parent...


Now…


The bus stopped. She has reached Her destination in front of her.

The Flower Girl

It is a cloudy day.


A flower girl is selling roses on the street.


“Buy a flower, my lady?”


“No, thank you.”


Without earning any money the whole morning, she concludes that she is just hapless on that particular day and decides to go home.


After waiting for some 30 minutes, she boards an empty red bus. As she is sitting on her seat, peering out of the window, memories begin to flood her mind…


It was ten years ago. She was 17. She was about to further her tertiary education in London.


A week before her departure, her mother decided to bring her to Durham to visit her grandmother- their only known relative.


There she met him, a young, dashing local physician, who was working in a military hospital.


Like what many may expect, yes, she did fall in love with him; so did he. On the second night they met each other, lacking the resolve, they crossed the forbidden boundary…


They decided to get married at once- secretly, of course. The next morning, when they were on their way to the Registration Office, he was killed instantly when a car hit him, fatally. She, being terribly sorrowful and despairing, returned to his grandmother’s house, yet pretending to just have had a happy morning walk. The rest of the day, her eyes were never dry.


She finally left for London. Poor lady. Two months later, she discovered that she was pregnant- his child, apparently. Then, you can imagine- she was dismissed by the university and disowned by her parents.


Now…


The bus stops. She has reached her destination.

[Very good English.  Interesting start of a story.]