The old woman was a plant whisperer now. She would sit through all her days, all alone, listening to them. The plants, both rude and… — The old woman was a plant whisperer now. She would sit through all her days, all alone, listening to them. The plants, both rude and humble, had nibbled away her entire peripheries. They stood in her house, holding up the crumbling walls. All of her days were spent looking after…
