Vanessa was livid. After a day facing angry project managers, she wanted to relax in her garden. Red gerbera buds were just shy of opening behind tall grass. She did not mind the grass. A neighbour did. He had cut it during the day and the gerberas were gone.

It was all she could do to prevent herself from storming door to door until she found the culprit. She vowed never to cut the grass again. If it bothers him that much, he can bloody well do it.

Two weeks later a tiny red bloom emerges from the cut grass.

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