Beyond the Divorce

As we entered the living room, Ava and Jenny's laughter echoed through the building. The once-silent courtyard now buzzed with life.

Since coming here, my mother had been completely liberated, no longer burdened by kitchen duties.

She quickly stood up and looked at us. "You're finally done with your work."

My mom's eyes were carefully scrutinizing my face.

"Next time, please eat dinner without waiting for us. Things get busy, and we'll only keep everyone hungry," I said. "We'll call ahead the next time we're late."

My dad emerged from the bathroom, looking like he had just finished working.

The kitchen staff respectfully approached Atlas. "Sir, can we start serving dinner now?"

Atlas quickly nodded. "Yes."

Then he turned to my dad, asking, "Dad, did you just finish work too?"

My dad smiled contentedly. "Yes! This place is amazing. There's so much to do. Oh right, can you do me a favor?"

While accompanying him to the dining room, Atlas nodded and said, "Tell me."

you have some gardening books? Could

problem. I'll

You can bring it to me after work. I want to study some gardening

just told him to find you a mentor. Then you'd have a companion while

do that. I'll have someone start tomorrow. Dad, you'll be in

He was much stronger and more energetic, a sight that

another image of a dad appeared in my mind, and I still didn't know what

dad now? I

meal turned

what plants were missing. Everyone was excited. My favorite was magnolias, and t suggested to my dad that

words were

These roses were said to be rare varieties brought

would

dinner, I called Myra. After all, Melanie's son was with

answer the phone, and she sounded breathless. "Chlo... I'm sorry, I was feeding

worries, how is he

fine. He eats and sleeps well-he's quite lovable!" Myra said, then sighed inadvertently. "Poor child, having such a

also felt