Lily
Nov 3 · 2 min read
The Wild Flowers, Part 1

Bertie is planting out lilies from greenhouse pots; normally an enjoyable morning’s work, easy and pleasant, but today it is drawing out longer than usual and making her rather cross.
She is two-thirds of the way finished. One tiny little corner of her mind has begun to wander toward her stomach, when, flashing in her periphery: a bobbing drift of golden hue. She turns her head to see that this time it…

