The bromeliad’s imagined response to the quire faced by the cacti. After the rainstorm, they have been throughly soaked through, and there is a visible mold growing in the soil of the larger cactus. Beyond being quite concerned, all members of the family conversed with the Bromeliad, pulling with great effort from its central blossom the following words of wisdom:
Come into the light
Let the sun warm your wet dirt
Healing now abounds
The bromeliad would neither confirm nor deny that the words were his own, declining when we asked him for comment. That, however, is to be expected, because he, like the rest of them, are plants, and can’t speak.