There it was. The smile she was quickly falling for, whether she knew it or not. A smile she would come to love and cherish, along with another’s. Her own smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

“I can give you something small now and work on crafting other plants that you may like—something with a lot of color?” Something with blues and purples. Maybe reds or yellows to change things up and bring some life there.

“I could start on it tomorrow and have something for you when you next visit.” Which, in her mind meant the next season...because who would want to visit her again so soon?