QUOTE : I can tell if you love me or not.”<br /><br />“How can you tell, genius?”<br /><br />His tiny chuckle fills the air as he plucks one petal at a time. “Jasper loves me. Jasper loves me not. Jasper loves me. Jasper loves me not. Jasper loves me…” He trails off, a tremor in his voice.<br /><br />“What is it?” I lean sideways to look at his flower, but he hides away. “Joseph?”<br /><br />“It says you don’t love me.” He throws the flower to the ground. “I hate this game.”<br /><br />I laugh and pick another flower for him. He can be cute sometimes.<br /><br />Throwing the daisy at him, I say, “Try again.”<br /><br />“What if it also says you don’t love me?”<br /><br />“Then I’ll bring you all the flowers until you get the answer you want.