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Sara smiled sadly and looked up from her notebook. He looked as scared as she had been her first time in a car. Sara made a mental note to help him pick out something to distract him from the car later. Claustrophobia wasn't an uncommon fear among slaves- the cramped conditions saw to that.

"I'm David, what's your name? David said as the car drove off, and Sara decided to skip the formalities for now. So, she turned back to her notebook and doodled in the margins, mostly of little stick figures because she had no idea how to draw. She faintly heard the purple-haired boy say his name was Zack, and she quickly said "I'm Sara, nice to meet you, Zack," before doodling little flowers. She still had to decide what flower to plant for Zack. A violet would be far too ordinary (besides, she already had a violet planted for a girl coincidentally named Violet who liked the color purple). After some thought, she decided on a Veronica. Pretty enough and easy to grow, so she could plant it farther out in the garden (it was a fairly large garden and she got tired sometimes and put it off, so the easy to grow plants were always in the back).

Sara slowly made plans for the planting of the Veronica on the page of her notebook, deciding where to put it and things of that nature. She had an already flowering one growing in the greenhouse, mostly because it was one of her favorite flowers, so she decided to move that one into the sign-in garden. Easy enough, and simple too.