Lembouruine Mandy ✓

Three days later, a vine the color of bruised plums curled through her dish drainer. By the end of the week, it had spelled her name in cursive across the wall— Mandy —each letter a loop of thorn and petal. Her cat, Soot, refused to enter the kitchen. Her neighbor, Mr. Hartley, reported seeing “a woman made of leaves” watching from her fire escape at 3 a.m.

Instead, she planted the seed in a pot of surgical-grade potting mix on her kitchen windowsill. Lembouruine Mandy

The vine grew faster.