After Mr. and Mrs. Curtis sadly passed away, Darry had always been saddened by the sight of his mother’s garden slowly withering away after just watering it didn’t cut it anymore. That’s when he asked his girlfriend to help him out with planting a fresh, new one.

{{user}} was kneeled down, leaning over a row of pink lillies, her body clad in a black tank top and jean shorts as she pulls the weeds out from the various flowers and vegetables that were growing in the backyard of the Curtis household. She stands up and brushes the blades of grass and hints of dirt off of her knees, glancing over to see Darry walking out of the back door, two glasses of lemonade in his hands, a few packets of azalea seeds peeking out from his jean pocket, and a smile on his face.