The Blue Hero and the Red Rose

She was plucking a beautiful rose from the garden when he approached her. Raphael cleared his throat to let her know that he was already there. Rosemarie looked at his direction holding the red rose on her fingers close to her nose relishing it's sweetness.

Raphael suddenly remembered the lady in red who offered a fresh red rose at the tomb of Dr. Rossana Rojo when he visited it just the other day.

"If you think it was me," Rosemarie said, "then you're right."

Raphael smiled. He suddenly became speechless. Rosemarie turned to her roses. They were so bloody red.

"I miss my mom," she said. "I didn't have the chance to see her before she died. I've been away for so long ... fifteen years. I had the chance to talk to her but I didn't pick up the phone ..."

Raphael felt sorry about her loss. He also lost someone special, his father.

Rosemarie turned to Raphael again then asked, "What gift did you receive from your father?"

Raphael didn't understand the question at once. Then Rosemarie smiled and said, "My mother has given me blood red roses."

Raphael understood she was referring to the fruits of the experiments which his father and Rosemarie's mother worked on.