"This isn't a dream, is it?"

Han Jiyun turned the key with the three-pointed star on it over in her hand and looked round the inside of the flower shop.

A daily life turned right over inside a single day.

A genie of the magic lamp, the modern edition, has appeared.

Her son had come for a weekend with a holiday folded into it.

A son at high school, and he turned up driving a great imported SUV.

She believed the lottery.

He had an unusually strong independence in him even growing up.

Which was how she was able to leave him alone in Seoul and come to Sokcho.

At high school, and in years he is of age now.

Not an age for parents to interfere at, either.

And that son has put presents into her arms she never thought to receive.

"Even used, the price of that car……."

The Bens S-Class is parked at one side of the parade's car park.

She drove it a short way, and it was quiet enough that not the smallest vibration came through.

It set itself well apart from her husband's used SUV.

Seats that wrap the body comfortably, and a sound system that puts the listening ear at its ease.

If it had not been for the shop she would have wanted to take the car out and drive that minute.

"Am I…… a shallow woman?"

She did not dislike her son's presents.

Her son is not a person who would go anywhere and do a bad thing, so she trusted it.

In her heart she was sorry beyond measure.

For parents with nothing to spare, who had done nothing for him, he had put presents like these into their arms.

However bad the household's circumstances, her son had always stood firm in front of his parents.

But she knew that school had not been easy for him lately.

And even so she could give him no help with money.

Han Jiyun had had a hard time of that age herself.

There is no life that grows without hurting.

"He'll faint…