Red.

She cleared the wooden table and carefully kept the washed glass vase besides the wall.
They were lying near the table, smiling up to her, all packed in brown paper.

She put them inside the vase with contrast to the flower, and whispered to herself.
"There isn't much color in life, but I know how to fill in some."


And yes, the red gerberas did glisten in glory, and filled color.