Chapter 36: Picking Up Girls

After Lauryn Tibbert finished speaking, she went upstairs, cradling the bouquet of roses. She moved slowly up the sunlit staircase, a smile blossoming at the corners of her mouth, roses nestled in her arms. The sight was stunning-like Snow White stepping out of a fairy tale. Leonard Zimmerman stared, slack-jawed. He had never seen this side of Lauryn-poised, gentle, breathtaking. The thought struck him: she made the roses pale by comparison. Still, did all girls really like flowers? By lunchtime,...