The names of things, part 2

or, The Demon Plant

This is part two in a series on gardening. (Part 1 is over here.)

The first spring after Ash moved in, we woke one morning to find the front bed paved in shiny heart-shaped leaves. Among the green tufts, which looked like they’d be juicy and good to eat, were small flowers, each the color and sheen of freshly cut mango. It seemed to have happened overnig…