This was written for a "Sam's Birthday-challenge"
New plant
“See, little one… here’s a good place for you, rich soil, dark and damp. Stretch your roots… and soon I will see you growing strong around the stake…”
Rosie came nearer, her feet almost soundless on the paving stones of the path. She heard his soft murmur and saw him place the tiny pea sapling tenderly into the ground. At the sight of his brown fingers a wave of joy and triumph washed over her, taking her breath away.
“Sam?”
“Yes, lass?”
She took one of his hands and pressed it gently on the apron over her belly, smiling.
“Guess.”


