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walked around him wiping her hands on her apron as she moved over to the counter. "So what brings you by dear?" she paused looking at her computer then back to him, "Not that you need a reason, but this is an unexpected visit. Especially after you yelled at me yesterday morning."
    No one, absolutely no one could make Mason feel guilty like his mother. He walked around the counter and leaned against it watching her as she scrolled through the first orders of the day.
    "Well I actually came by to apologize to you." and that comment automatically brought Lena to mind and her horrible attempt of an apology. Pushing her from his thoughts, for the moment, he heard his mother say, "Oh you did, did you?”
    "Yep." Mason smiled as she turned to face him and leaned her waist against the counter in a pose that mirrored his. She reached up and pushed her hair behind her ear.
    "And what are you apologizing to me for son? Yelling at me or hanging up on me?"
    Mason grinned and shook his head, "I did not yell at you."
    "This does not sound like a good apology to me." she said in a sing song voice.
    "Alright, alright." Mason chuckled, "I apologize for yelling at you and hanging up on you."
    She reached up and patted his cheek, "That's quiet alright son. Obviously something had you quite upset."
    "Yes at the time I was upset but I’ve since come to terms with it." Thinking with a chuckle of Lena as the it , in question.
    "Well good! I'm glad to hear it. I just hate when my boy is upset." Turning she walked back down the aisle he’d come in from. He grabbed his keys and followed her stopping by the bright yellow sunflowers. She turned to beam at him. "See? Don't you feel like they just smile at you?"
    Mason swung his keys around his fingers. "Yeah mom they do. I still don't know why you order so many. Don't people usually by them one at a time?"
    He watched as his mom twirled one in her hand, "Yes usually. I have one customer who buys one everyday."
    Mason felt his eyebrows rise, "Really? Everyday?"
    His mother smiled then looked up at him, "Yes dear, everyday."
    "Wow. I wonder who they’re for?"
    His mother smiled softly and reached out to touch his cheek, "It's not my job to ask son. I just make sure I have what’s needed."
    Mason nodded understanding his mother, in some ways, was like a confessional and counselor of sorts. Someone that people went to when they wanted their happiness celebrated, their guilt assuaged, or their grief expressed. She touched more people in a day then he did in a week. She was a wonderful person and he knew he was lucky as hell to have her.
    "Well I just wanted to come by and say sorry for being a jerk and that I love you."
    She smiled, reached out and squeezed his hand. "Well thank you for that son. I love you to." she paused and smiled widely, "Even when you're being a jerk."

Lena sat staring at the files in front of her. It’d just turned 3pm and she’d been busy all morning. She had patient after patient and hadn’t been able to stop and eat let alone think. She’d worked on a five year old boy today with a piece of chalk wedged in his right ear and extracting it hadn’t been pleasant for anyone in the room, including Lena who had felt horrible for the child who’d started screaming the minute he saw the long pair of stainless steel scissors going toward his ear. Lena grimaced remembering the crying child, the worried mother and her own immense headache. It’d felt like hours, but in fact had been twenty excruciating minutes. However, the day had finally slowed down and she’d got a break in her schedule before the last few patients of her shift and as she sat at her desk her mind wandered to Mason Langley. She hated to admit it but last night, after the frustrating and humiliating turn of events, she had gone home and Goggled him. She now wished she hadn't. She knew everything from what his favorite color was, which was sky blue, to how many women this year he’d dated, which was a staggering