Her fingers hadn’t quite touched it when the radish began to wiggle. Nadia snatched her hand back, and a rare grin spread across her narrow face. It stretched. The first radish, on Rosa’s shoulder, made a chirp of delight. The new radish seemed to hear the sound. It pulled itself up off the paper and looked around. When it saw the other one (and how it saw without eyes, Rosa had no idea) it let out a chirp of its own and began to climb up Rosa’s arm. The two living drawings settled in on Rosa’s shoulder, looking for all the world like a pair of birds cuddled together. They cooed softly to one
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