Mrs. Yates held my hand, her eyes slightly red:
“Lola, don’t misunderstand. It sounds a bit absurd, but for years, I’ve been having the
same dream over and over again.”
“In the dream, Simon never married or started a family because of a girl.”
“He passed away lonely in his forties.”
“At first, his father and I didn’t believe it, thinking it was just a dream.”
“But later, other things in the dream came true one by one.”
Mrs. Yates’s tears kept falling, “All these years of being vegetarian and praying to Buddha, it was all for Simon.”
“I was really worried that the end of that dream would come true.”
“So I kept thinking, if that girl really existed, how wonderful it would be if she could be
with Simon.”
“Now seeing you, I know that all these years of being vegetarian and praying to Buddha weren’t in vain.”
“Lola, you and Simon must be good to each other, okay?”
My vision had long since blurred.
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In this world, there are scumbags like my birth parents.
But there are also mothers who love their children so much, like Mrs. Yates.
How blessed am I to have met Simon and such a wonderful family.
