A small ceramic flower pot, the size of a palm. Its base is white, and on it is a drawing in black lines of a little girl with curly hair, who is speaking into a megaphone with a wire that stretches to the other side.
The little boy, with a stethoscope around his neck, is sitting at a desk, holding the other end of the megaphone, and his face blushes with a smile upon hearing something.
In the flower pot grows lush green leaves, the most common three-leaf clovers from outside landscaping, but upon close inspection, you'll notice something different.
Every one of them has four leaves.
A whole pot of luck!
"This…" Shea Thorne expressed surprise, reaching out to take it, only to have Milo Sinclair dodge her.
He circled an arm around her waist, his palm pressing right against her lower belly, making it impossible for her to break free, unable to jump high.
