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It took Amy a while to get used to the bright light that surrounded her as she stepped into the mall. When her eyes finally adjusted, she took a deep breath. She was standing on a stainless steel platform and before her was the largest variety of flowers she had ever seen. There were daisies and tulips and crocus and allium, and the most perfect rose Any had ever seen. It was on a small table with a glass covering it.
It's leaves curled at the prettiest angle. It's water droplets gleamed in the spotlight that was shining down on it. "Wow!" Amy said. She was awe-struck.
"Ah, yes," the queen said. "I would like you to meet someone." The queen walked over to the case and pulled the rose out. She handled it like it was a delicate egg shell. "Amy dear," the queen said. "I would like you to meet my husband." She leaned down toward the rose and said, "John, dear, we have a guest."
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