One day in April, Claire had eaten a mango and asked me if she could plant the seed. We happened to have a pot where something else I had tried to plant had failed to thrive, so I said sure. I forgot about it after a few days and the pot was in a corner of the balcony where I couldn't see it. I guess our helper, Nita, continued to water it because two and a half months later, Claire says to me, "Look at my mango tree!" Wow.
We won't mention to her that we went online and found out it won't bear fruit for seven years.
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