Lake Lewisia #672

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It had worried, when the plants grew tall enough to be seen all the way from the storm drain, because they were obviously growing in weird, and it belatedly thought of slime drips contaminating the soil. For weeks, the creature waited for him to rip them out, frantically envisioned him tossing the whole pot away in disgust with the gift gone wrong. Each day, though, what it actually saw was him stopping to water the plants as soon as he got home from work, whatever the hour, travel mug and keys still clutched in one hand and watering can in the other.

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LL#672