I kept finding flowers on my car every Friday

For three months, someone left a single flower under my windshield wiper every Friday morning. No note, no name.

I assumed it was a weird admirer until one day I arrived early and caught an elderly man placing it there.

He apologized and pointed at my license plate.

It matched his late wife’s old car.

He said seeing it every week made him feel like she was “still stopping by.”

After that, I started parking in the same spot every Friday.