佚名/Anonymous
John had been on the road visiting clients for more than three weeks.He couldn’t wait to get back to Ohio to see his wife and children.It was coming up on Mother’s Day, and he usually tried to make it“back home”, but this year he was just too tired.He was in a small town just outside of Little Rock when he drove by a flower shop.He said to himself,“I know what I will do, I’ll send Mom some roses.”
He went into the small shop and saw a young man talking to the clerk.“How many roses can I get for six dollars, ma’am?”the boy asked.The clerk was trying to explain that roses were expensive.Maybe the young man would be happy with carnations.
“No.I have to have roses,”he said,“My Mom was sick so much last year and I didn’t get to spend much time with her.I want to get something special.It has to be red roses, because that’s her favorite.”He was emphatic.
The clerk looked up at John and was just shaking her head.Something inside of John was touched by the boy’s voice.He wanted to get those roses so bad.John had been blessed in his business, and he looked at the clerk and silently mouthed that he would pay for the boy’s roses.
The clerk looked at the young man and said,“Okay, I will give you a dozen red roses for your six dollars.”The young man almost jumped into the air.He took the flowers and ran from the store.It was worth the extra thirty-five dollars just to see that kind of excitement.
John ordered his own flowers and had the clerk be sure that delivery would include a note telling his mother how much he loved her.As he drove away from the shop, he was feeling very good.He caught a light about two blocks from the shop.As he waited at the light, he saw the young boy walking down the sidewalk.He watched him cross the street and enter a park through two huge gates.Suddenly, he realized it wasn’t a park.It was a cemetery.He could see the young man turn there by gate and walk along the fence.