The verdant hillside rippled with the last of the day’s heat, the scent of fresh turned earth and olive trees carried on the breeze. Lizza sat alone in the cantina, sipping wine and watching as both tourists and workers arrived, taking seats throughout the patio.

As the sun set a delicate fragrance caught her attention, Jasmine, one of her favorites; she hadn’t noticed before True Jasmine planted throughout the courtyard. She considered the rest of the courtyard, Oleander out front, Belladonna and Foxglove in planters on all the windows.

What had she stepped into? Just then, her dinner was served.

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