" Well, the rain made them a mess, the flowers, half of them bald of petals and the stems weak as noodles,
and I was beginning to think that flowers were a silly idea,
that you'd think, I don't know what,
but I kept them all week because the last couple of days I couldn't escape to come and explain,
and yesterday the flowers just flat died.
So when I left today I didn't have any flowers,
and wasn't sure I'd find you anyhow,
so I grabbed what I could find, and it was food. "

― Shannon Hale , The Goose Girl (The Books of Bayern, #1)