This evening while I was in the kitchen and Justin was on the sofa I heard a loud crash. I really didn't want to look and see what it was cause it sounded ugly. Justin was closest to the destruction and screamed at Lucy who had been in the window sill and had caused the mess. "My poor plants" he said, nearly in tears. Then he stood there with his hands on his hips accessing the damage while I tried to will the situation away because I didn't want to clean up dirt and spiky cacti.
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