Sally didn’t exactly spy on her, but when she opened her bedroom curtains she could see the neighbors kitchen. A basil plant on the windowsill, so big it almost blocked her view. Sally could imagine her life – homemade pizza, pasta sauces and salads. All with fresh leaves from that enviable plant.
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A few months after moving the neighbor invited Sally over for dinner. Food delivery arrived just after Sally. They ate in the kitchen – pizza on paper plates and a plastic basil plant hovering over them.