"Orange, yellow, green, red, purple sometimes," Andy responded lightly; she remembered planting some one year though she couldn't recall what year it had been. Just a long summer under the sun, working in the garden until the sun disappeared, her and Quynh and Nicky and Joe.

"Nicky loves to garden whenever he can. Been a while since he had enough land to do it properly, though," she said, bumping her arm against his companionably. "You should get him to make you pizza with the sauce he makes. Better than anywhere else you'll find it."