Stephanie

I killed the plants. What, like my Aunt Betty, she had no green thumb. No, it was premeditated. What, you intentionally didn’t water them? I thought about it for quite a while. People say plants flourish from kind thoughts so I experimented with the opposite effect. What, zap them with negative brain waves like sci-fi. I focused as a laser. What the hell, man, like your thumb is black. The cactus was the toughest.