'Hey, beautiful!' The young man gave her a half-smile andraised his hand in a wave.She passed on her way, thinking: He's in love."
"'I'll take the tea roses,' the young man said, and this time it was the flower vendor's turn to laugh. Thetwo men pitching nickels glanced over, smiling."
"'Thank you, but you're mistaken,' she said. 'My name is -'Norma,' he whispered, and pulled the short-handled hammer out of his coat pocket where it had been all along. 'They're for you, Norma. . . it was always for you. . . all for you.'"