“This is water hemlock. See the purple splotching along the stem? Queen Anne’s lace is entirely green and has tiny white hairs sprouting along the stem. This is hairless.” Beau hesitates, then reaches for the plant. I shove it deep in the pocket of my pants. “No!” I exclaim. “Leave it be! Do you have any idea how poisonous water hemlock is? You really didn’t eat any, did you?” “No, I didn’t eat—” “You would have been dead within an hour!”