My neighbor\u2019s son tore through my flower garden on his motorcycle and destroyed flowers my late husband had planted nearly 30 years ago.<\/p>\n
When I told him what they meant to me, he only shrugged.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019re just flowers. They\u2019ll grow back.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was when I stopped arguing.<\/p>\n
I made one phone call.<\/p>\n
The next morning, he walked outside and saw something beside his motorcycle.<\/p>\n
He stared at it.<\/p>\n
Then his expression completely changed.<\/p>\n
He looked toward my house\u2014and suddenly wasn’t so confident anymore.<\/p>\n
He had no idea what I had done while he was sleeping.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" He Destroyed the Garden My Late Husband Built\u2014Then Found This Beside His Motorcycle My neighbor\u2019s son tore through my flower garden on his motorcycle and destroyed flowers my late husband had planted nearly 30 years ago. When I told him what they meant to me, he only shrugged. \u201cThey\u2019re just flowers. They\u2019ll grow back.\u201d That…<\/p>\n