The YING YANG Flower

A Philosophical Whimsical Fiction

Denise Thong

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Dear Dr. Stevens (My Dear Friend and Psychologist),

I have written this not only as a letter but as a safeguard lest something happens to me tonight.

As you already know by now, my step-father, the famous (or infamous) Dr. Jacob, has passed away, leaving his entire estate to my name.

I have already mentioned the following to you in therapy but it may serve to refresh your memory, and also as a prologue to what you are about to read.

Dr. Jacob was a famous businessman but in his older years developed a queer hobby of a horticulturist. His interest was in the cultivation of quaint flowers.

Driven by his newfound passion, he sold his business and moved to the country side where he bought vast expenses of land. Some he converted into farmland for organic agriculture, some he converted into specialised greenhouses for the cultivation of plants from all around the world.

What was left of his biological family considered his hobby an annoyance but also a relief. He had spent much of his earlier years in less honourable pursuits — women, whiskey and gambling, to name a few. As such, they decided to leave him alone. He returned the favour.

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Denise Thong

Counsellor, Writer (Christianity, Children’s short stories)