Lady Spain

Lady Spain"Hey, man," said Sam Bowers to the tough thing with long black lashes and a navel she didn't bother to manage, who stood singeing a fern frond with her cigarette, "don't you realize plants have feelings?" She raised her eyes."That's why I'm doing it," she said. A prickle of fern curled, browned, shriveled.Sam shrugged. He was past 30, too old to save the vegetable world. He could barely even think about the dolphins. He had his own problems with closer rel...