At 53, My Mom Finally Started Dating Again—When I Met the Man Making Her So Happy, I Waited Until He Left and Said, “Mom, You Need to Know Who He Really Is”

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PART 66 — THE FLOWERS

Mom still grew white lilies.

I asked once:

“Doesn’t that bother you?”

“Why?”

“Julian.”

She stared at me.

Then laughed.

“Claire, he did not invent lilies.”