This story is a recollection of a young man's memory of his greatest teacher.
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There are times when things happen the way they do because they are part of an intricate plan we are not meant to understand until the timing is right.
On the corner of Vine and Harvey, in the little mining town of Brandon, Manitoba Kwon Lee finds serenity in his jungle-like garden. But he’s the only one who can see the beauty in the chaos that surrounds him.
His once famous oriental garden, with elaborate trellises, genuine jade interlaced footpath and rare, exotic flowers, had been featured in Better Homes and Gardens. But that was before he became a recluse, withdrawing in sorrow from the community he loved.
What begins as a harmless prank lands three fourteen-year-old best friends in a whole lot more trouble than they bargained for. A mistakenly shattered window brings them face-to-face with the man on whose property they are illegally trespassing.
Terrified they’re going to end up with criminal records, they agree to the insurmountable task of restoring the old man's wretched garden. But as they begin to strip away the years of neglect, something beautiful begins to emerge.
It’s a time of personal growth for Cassidy, Tanner and Michael as they learn the intricacies of nature, while reaping the rewards of a wonderful friendship with a man unlike anyone they’ve ever met.
Everything about him was perfection, and Michael wept quietly, thankful for the precious gift he’d been given in return for the greatest sorrow he’d ever known.
His tiny son, swaddled in a soft blue baby blanket, cooed at him, searching his face with dark brown almond shaped eyes just like his mother’s. His hair was jet black and there wasn’t a single blemish on his ivory skin.
Grief came in phases and there were times he could barely manage the next breath. It felt as though his heart had been viciously ripped right out of his chest and he struggled to reason with why things happened the way they did.
It had gotten marginally easier over the past three months, but he knew he couldn't have done it without the help of his best friends and the memories he could draw upon when it all closed in on him.
Little Kwon Lee Grey was three months old already and changing every day. When he was born he looked like any other baby, wrinkled and pink with few distinct features. But now he was becoming a perfect blend of him and Hana.
“Daddy’s little man is gonna be talking before we know it, isn’t he?” He spoke softly to him cradling him against his body. How Hana would have loved to hold him like this, he thought, and another wave of anguish washed over him.
God he missed her! She never even got to see their child.