Terms of UseOver the following weeks, he engineered “accidental” encounters. Walking by our house after practice. “Losing” a ball in our yard. Each time, he’d speak to her—not as the snarling predator I knew, but as a wounded puppy. He told her his parents were divorcing. He said his grades were slipping. He called her “the only adult who actually listens.”
“Derek, you tried to poison my son. Now you’re trying to poison me. But I’m a gardener. I know the difference between growth and rot.” She picked up the pot and handed it back. “Take your pretty flower. And if you ever come near my family again, I’ll show you exactly how sharp a pruning shear can be.”
“Mrs. Park? Your son’s lucky. My mom wouldn’t know a garden if it bit her.”
Yuna’s eyes softened. “Everyone deserves to be seen.”
They just sometimes need a reminder of where the garden ends—and where the war begins.
Over the following weeks, he engineered “accidental” encounters. Walking by our house after practice. “Losing” a ball in our yard. Each time, he’d speak to her—not as the snarling predator I knew, but as a wounded puppy. He told her his parents were divorcing. He said his grades were slipping. He called her “the only adult who actually listens.”
“Derek, you tried to poison my son. Now you’re trying to poison me. But I’m a gardener. I know the difference between growth and rot.” She picked up the pot and handed it back. “Take your pretty flower. And if you ever come near my family again, I’ll show you exactly how sharp a pruning shear can be.” my bully tries to corrupt my mother yuna
“Mrs. Park? Your son’s lucky. My mom wouldn’t know a garden if it bit her.” Each time, he’d speak to her—not as the
Yuna’s eyes softened. “Everyone deserves to be seen.” He called her “the only adult who actually listens
They just sometimes need a reminder of where the garden ends—and where the war begins.
