JANUARY'S WINNER: Oh Happy Day!

Red roses. A cliché but so welcome and for once a glorious scent. Who had sent her these dozen beauties?

Maybe the guy in the bookshop opposite? He was good-looking in a geeky sort of way? Or perhaps the delivery driver who always flirted? She hoped not, he wore a wedding ring. Who else? Laura was running out of possibilities. It was delicious to dream and it had been far too long since she had been admired.

The bell tinkled as the door swung open and she turned in happy anticipation.

“Sorry love – got address wrong, these are for next door.”