“Something’s wrong, it looks smaller than it did yesterday. I’m no expert, but shouldn’t it be getting bigger? I’m following the instructions to the letter; plenty of light, not too much water, feeding once a week. I thought it was doing well, but instead of growing I’d swear it’s shrunk.” Ianto’s shoulders slumped in defeat.
“Looks fine to me. Size isn’t everything,” Jack hastened to reassure him.
“No, it’s useless. Might as well face it, I can’t even grow a Geranium.”
Jack had to fess up. “I knocked your plant off the windowsill yesterday, this one’s a replacement. I’m sorry.”