Jasmine, a flower I never imagined would bloom
Some years back my husband and I were making our way through a megastore checkout lane when I spotted Jasmine, a girl I recognized from detention. I hate to admit it, but I cringed when I saw her. She was several lanes away, and I didn’t figure she would notice me—I actually hoped she wouldn’t. I had nothing to say to her. I really do like people, and I can get along with almost anyone. However, in my memories of…