Independence Day: Crucible (The Official Prequel)
“He had never had much use for lawns, and in the rain-starved desert Southwest it seemed almost criminal to attempt one, but he liked plants and taking care of them. He had become a fan of cacti, which came in all sorts of crazy forms, and in the past few years he had also taken up bonsai, using as stock the hardy species native to the region—pinyon, mountain mahogany, and so forth.
After a bit of watering and pruning, he went inside and made himself a drink. Almost as if on cue, Connie drove up.... He poured her Scotch and met her at the door. She was carrying something.
“Hey, what’s this?” he asked.
“Just a little something I picked up for you,” she said. She held it toward him, a very nice, very traditional bonsai tray—rectangular, flat, jade green.
“Is it my birthday?” he asked. “Did you do something—you know—naughty?”
“No,” she said. “Just celebrating the both of us being home at the same time. That doesn’t happen a whole lot. And for a whole month!”MoreLess
After a bit of watering and pruning, he went inside and made himself a drink. Almost as if on cue, Connie drove up.... He poured her Scotch and met her at the door. She was carrying something.
“Hey, what’s this?” he asked.
“Just a little something I picked up for you,” she said. She held it toward him, a very nice, very traditional bonsai tray—rectangular, flat, jade green.
“Is it my birthday?” he asked. “Did you do something—you know—naughty?”
“No,” she said. “Just celebrating the both of us being home at the same time. That doesn’t happen a whole lot. And for a whole month!”MoreLess
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