Duncan's POV
Since it was spring break, I ended up helping my mother sell flowers at her shop.
There really wasn't anything better for me to do, so I just went along with it. Staying at home would've been boring anyway, and at least here I could be a little useful. Besides, she was usually alone when managing the shop, and seeing her handle everything by herself all the time made me feel a bit guilty.
Well, sometimes she did have someone with her. Raymond's mother would occasionally stop by and help out, chatting with her while they worked. But those times felt rare. Most days, it was just my mother, quietly taking care of everything on her own.
"Ah, son? Can you put these flowers out front? Let them get a bit of sunlight. They haven't been getting enough, and they're starting to wither a little," she said.
"Okay," I replied simply.
