One quiet evening by the lake, I spotted a red rose with a handwritten note attached. It was from Clara, a woman in a wheelchair who could no longer reach the lake where her late husband’s ashes had been scattered. She asked anyone who found the rose to set it afloat for her. Moved, I gently placed it on the water and watched it drift away.

I was devastated by what I discovered in a note on a rose
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