“Thanks, Wynn.” Haly hustled to the circle, then picked roses off of her clothes. She picked one up and continued to try to Lose it.
C’mon… you’re a marshmallow rose. I promise. Would I lie to you? I can Lose you easily.
This is not working.
LoseLoseLoseLoseLOSELOSELOSELOSE
”Come ON,” she growled. “Just Lose already!”
Then it did.
“Wynn! Wynn! I Lost it!”
Roses began vanishing, several at a time. “I did it!” Haly repeated.