Ama's morning

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Amália Stratton scrubbed her face thoroughly as the morning sun shined in through the bathroom window. She planned on a big day today.




Last night, she received a call from Orlando Mellon, her friend Hobart's father, asking her if she wanted to come visit the farm after school. Surprisingly, her mother said she could go. "Well, they do have the bus up and running now, and the trolley is working, so it should be ok."


Ama took out her toothbrush and blobbed toothpaste onto the bristles, smooshing it with her finger. It was going to be a busy day. It was her first trip to the farm since she had moved in. Hobart never had much to say about about the farm, even when she asked him.

Hobart's other father, Daniel, had been her mother's best friend since they were kids. They were so close that they were almost family, and Ama considered Daniel to be her uncle even though she didn't get to see him often. He always made sure to send gifts and letters to her on her birthday and holidays.

Daniel was a plant sim. Her mother said he hadn't always been that way, just happened one day when he was an adult. But the idea of being a living plant was neat.




Ama could imagine the head of the local Garden Club's reaction to the well grown walking and breathing plant. The image made Ama giggle.