Lovable plots

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“She speaks of you when the fragrance of that night-blooming Cereus flows through her window!”

The tricky caretaker-cum-gardener observed his doomed face.

“See, those blooms are withering, next time will you buy some new?”

An affirmative nod.

Like a knife through butter.

© Mridula 2014

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