Alison Clement

observations from a novelist who sometimes wants to say something small and see it published immediately

flowers from little girls


The little girls next door are selling flowers and when a man in a red van responds to their calls by stopping, I slow down and note his license plate number, just in case, and one of their mothers comes outside to stand on the porch, pretending to have business there. I feel sorry for men and I feel sorry for mothers and for children and all of us, living in a world where a man can’t simply stop to buy a flower from a little girl.

Categories: children

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2 replies

  1. >I feel sad for this too. Try being a man in the young adult section of the bookstore/library. You get… Looks.

  2. >I hear you. When I was a girl one of my favorite people was an old man who lived in a shack in the woods in back of our house in Greenville, SC. He raised chickens and dogs and had a big garden. I used to walk back there and spend afternoons sitting on his porch swing with him. Who would let their 6 year old girl do such a thing now? And what would we think about a man like him, who enjoyed the company of a child?

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