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"There's a delivery for you." Melissa walked in with tulips. And no, I don't like flowers, but I learned the name because my mom loves flowers. I never really understood her love for flowers. "The delivery lady asked to take pictures with you for her website." Melissa tells me. I told her to let her in. "Good morning sir. I'm Sindi. I'd like to take a picture with you if that's okay." She asks, sounding nervous. The way Simi is immune to my presence, I nearly forget that I do that to people. I make them nervous without even trying to. I told her to come closer and ask Melissa to take the picture. In the first picture she hands me the flowers. Her back to the camera. Melissa directs the shots. And we took a bunch of pictures. She thanks me and leaves with the brightest smile I've ever see