“But I have the expertise. Online flower sales are growing.”
“Be realistic. You’re not a farmer. This isn’t some rustic fantasy.”
My cheeks flushed. “It could work.”
“Could and will are different. Don’t quit your job for a pipe dream.”
“I’m not quitting. I just want to try gardening.”
At a dinner with Victor’s parents, I mentioned my plan to his mother, Evelyn.
She nearly choked on her wine. “Gardening? For money? Oh, Clara, don’t embarrass yourself.”
Victor’s father, Harold, nodded. “Stick to what you know. Leave business to the men.”
