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opiumperfume is willed:
the house was not a hospitable environment for growing things- even the adjoining glasshouse was empty of any plantlife as it was needed to house the dowager’s overflow of oddities . you brought this up often, stating that every home ought to have at least one plant. the dowager, quite without a green thumb, liked to leave the growing things in nature- “at least She knows what the devil She’s doing. i on the other hand-” but after some years of badgering, you did notice one new item about the house, always in new shaded nooks as if it had up and walked on its own . it was a black bat flower- of all things ! a humidity-loving monstrosity of flora. and the dowager never mentioned it. ... on her passing, however, she does leave the bat flower to you- since she only bought it after your endless carping ... a note is attached to the pot that reads: “This gentleman’s name is Bram. I know you’re the one who will take care of him best.”
