All I did was show my little sister how to grow plants. Dig a hole. Put in a seed. Cover it with dirt. Water it. Wait. " See, Laynie," I explained, " a whole plant will grow from this tiny seed. All we have to do is water it. "
Laynie had her own watering can so she could " help" me in the garden. One day, after everything was watered, she said, " We forgot something, Brad. " She ran to the fence and started sprinkling water on another spot. I walked over and saw a fresh patch of dirt near the fence.
" Did you plant something there?" I asked.
" Yes," she said. " I' m growing a pencil. "
She stopped sprinkling. " My purple pencil got too small, so I planted it, the way you said. "
" But, Laynie—"
" How long does it take to grow a new pencil?"
I should have explained things right then, but I just muttered, " Uh. . . I never grew one before. "
Later I got what seemed like a great idea. I dug up Laynie' s pencil and " planted" a brand-new purple pencil. I fixed it with the erase r sticking up.
Laynie was really excited when she saw it. " My pencil grew!" she shouted. She drew pictures with it all afternoon.
A few days later, Laynie was watering the same spot. " How long does it take to grow crayons?" she asked. " I can' t wait!" she squealed, giggling. . . She squatted down and whispered, " Grow. Come on, grow. "
Two days later, new crayons sprouted their point y little heads, thanks to me. Laynie jumped up and down and yelled, " They look like flowers!" She " picked" them and ran into the house. Grandma thought Laynie was cute when she claimed that she had grown these things. I just kept my mouth shut! Actually, it was fun trying to think of what should grow from Laynie' s " seeds. " And it was cool to see her get excited.
One day I saw her patting down some dirt, so I knew she' d just planted something. " What is it this time?" I asked.
" It' s Molly. " I gasped. Molly was Laynie' s goldfish! " She jumped out of her bowl again," Laynie said. " Grandma said we didn' t find her in time. " Then Laynie picked up her little watering can and started sprinkling that spot. My heart dropped to my feet when she asked, " How long does it take to grow a goldfish, Brad?" She knelt down to whisper " Grow, Molly. Grow!" before she skipped back to the house.
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I sat down with my back to the fence and wondered what I should do then.
I hugged her tightly and suggested, " How about a funeral for Molly?"
