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The flowers were still blooming in their orderly rows, without die off or running wild. Some budding, some full bloom, some wilting.
"They must have deadheaded them before yesterday evening," said Talia, briskly. "No dead flowerheads."
Rosa nodded, slowly. It made it worse for other, nonhuman living things to flourish.