The Price of a Rose: Karma in Concrete

Summary

Just because my six-year-old son, Leo, stumbled while walking through the garden and accidentally crushed a single rose, Liam Kingston flew into a rage. He ordered Leo locked in the garden and demanded he plant 999 roses to replace it.

Liam didn’t notice Leo was stung by a bee, collapsing on the lawn, convulsing and struggling.

I screamed and cried, knocking my head against the iron gate like a madwoman:

“Liam, open your eyes and look! Leo was stung by a bee, he’s allergic to bees! Open the gate now, or he’ll go into shock and die!”