Emily Vega learned early that people tell the truth about themselves when they think nothing is at stake. In her flower shop, men bought apology roses. Women bought birthday lilies. Office workers bought sympathy arrangements and spoke freely.
That was one reason she kept the shop, even after her father died and left her controlling ownership of Vega International Holdings through a family trust. The shop let her breathe outside boardrooms and quarterly reports.
Michael met her there on a rainy Wednesday, holding a wrinkled note from his mother and asking for something that looked expensive but was not. Emily helped him choose daisies and eucalyptus, then wrapped them with twine.
