In Love, Never Say Never

When the middle-aged florist in charge of the store not far from the cemetery saw us, she asked, “Do you need a bouquet of white chrysanthemum?”

Smiling, I shook my head and brought Summer into the store. “Is it fine for us to pick the flowers?”

The florist was stupefied for a short while before she nodded in return and asserted, “Of course!”

Macy once told me she was never a fan of chrysanthemums. She would get irked by the melancholic and monochromous colors. Instead, she was thrilled whenever she received sunflowers.

After I got a few stalks of sunflowers, I asked Summer to hold on to it because I needed to get Old Mr. Fuller a bouquet as well. In the end, I got the reliable man a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums.

Grandma had always appreciated the bunch of celosia by the edge of the yard in R Province. The ornamental amaranth was no match for other species in terms of look, but it could brace itself through harsh weather and flourish in harsh conditions.

As a result of the cemetery’s expansion, there were a lot of stairs. Walking through the steps amid the heavy morning fog, I was grateful there were signs everywhere. Otherwise, I would have lost my way.

There were a lot of people there to visit their deceased loved ones on that particular day. After dropping by the two seniors’ graves, I brought Summer to visit Macy’s grave.

Another tall man with a callous look could be seen in front of her grave. After four years, he was no longer the gentleman I used to know.

People would mature at different ages, but most people would turn into gentle adults as they got older. However, there were also some cases where certain adults might develop the other way and fall into the vicious cycle of despair due to their awful memories.

I wasn’t sure if Jared was the former or the latter category. After all, after four years, I still had no idea the sort of relationship he had with Macy.

in front of the tombstone, I was dumbfounded for

two kinds of meaning—eternal

of the day, we would be overwhelmed by the things we owned in life if we failed to practice moderation in life. It would be better to

Seeing how I was standing rooted to my spot for a while, Summer broke the silence. When she saw the photo on the tombstone, she asked, “Is

caught Jared’s attention. He turned around and gave me a wide-eyed stare

wasn’t the one talking, he

brows furrowed. Perhaps

looked at me and asked,

and instructed Summer, “Summer, can you please place

spend her time by Jared’s side. I happened to

toward the deceased ones. After she placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone, she gazed at the

When she caught a glimpse of her biological mother, torrents of grief streamed down

her life. If that’s the case,

to make little to no sense, others would feel wistful when they heard her mellifluous

wasn’t a fool. He was aware of my miscarriage back then. Therefore, he could easily rule out the possibility that Summer was my

by his look and response, I

that Macy had passed on. Since he was here now, I reckoned it must be others who shared the news

asked, “What’s her