Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

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."

awkwardly asked, "Do you have some gardening books? Could you get me

have them. That's not a problem. I'll have them

bring it to me after work.

him to find you a

We can do that. I'll have someone start tomorrow. Dad, you'll be in charge of planning and managing our garden from

was much stronger and more energetic, a sight that warmed

reason, another image of a dad appeared in my mind, and I

other dad now?

turned into

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

were

garden received many rose and magnolia saplings. These roses were said

knew Atlas would

Myra. After all, Melanie's son

a while to answer the phone, and she sounded breathless.

how is he doing?"

said, then sighed inadvertently. "Poor child, having

felt