Stuart’s Mocking Gaze
Stuart smirked as he watched Arthur from the balcony. With mocking laughter, he yelled, “You know it’s pointless, right, Arthur?” Arthur decided to ignore him, concentrating on his passion for the garden rather than the derision. Stuart’s derision was ineffective in light of his dedication to protecting something exquisite. Arthur recognized Stuart’s laughter for what it was: mistrust in the strength of recollections and a connection that went beyond property.
Stuart’s Mocking Gaze
Preserving Beauty for Memory’s Sake
Once again, Arthur knelt next to the roses and gently urged them into bloom. As Arthur concentrated on his work, Stuart’s laughter dwindled. Whispering, “For Jared,” he allowed the petals to lie gently in his palm. For Arthur, this was about more than simply plants; it was about enshrining memories in every leaf and blossom so that Jared’s impact would cling to the atmosphere like a delicate scent. With a sigh of satisfaction, Arthur concluded, his affection for the colorful, flourishing garden clear.
Preserving Beauty For Memory’s Sake
