First Garden First

Here's the first chapter to my new manuscript Sleep, Creep, Leap . Think I finally have the order set.





First Garden First





To be fair, this isn't my first garden. Technically. And if I really get anal about it, perhaps my first garden was a green bean plant in a Styrofoam cup growing on the window ledge of my first grade classroom. I still remember the smell of that particular soil—very sweet, like sugary cigar smoke mixed with rose petals. Something like that. I remember sticking my finger...