Healing Plants

"They are about to die."

Grace said while pointing at a wooden crate in which they planted tomatoes. The more she looked at crates that were in similar situations, the more exasperated she felt.

Since she had been busy with other matters, she barely visited the rooftop greenhouse in the past few weeks, and as a result, almost every other pot or crate was filled with dying plants.

"Who was responsible for looking after this place again?" She asked, turning to face the group of six people who followed her to tend to the greenhouse this particular morning.

She watched as they all exchanged glances among each other before Seth answered her question. "You didn't assign anyone for the task."