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"Er...ah, yes Rosie, I'd be sure certain to do whatever it is that I could to help you," Sam stuttered nervously.

"My mother died last fall. My father seemed to be getting over her, but now that the spring is coming, he seems to be getting worse. She always planted a flower garden outside our house.I always see himlooking over at the empty plot. He doesn't have time to plant one himself, but I think it would really help him if he had a garden to look at. When she died, she said she would always be there for him ineveryrose. I want to plantone for my father, but the problem is, I don't know anything about growing things." She looked down at the ground for a second, then quickly continued, "I mean, it's not as if I'm completely helpless. If you needed to milk a cow, or repair a fence, or train a horse, I'd be your girl. It's just that I've never done this before"

"I understand," Sam quickly replied. "I'd love to help you get started. My father has taught me all the tricks of the trade, I'd love to pass on his knowledge."

She smiled brightly, her big blue eyes shining. "Thank you, Sam. I knew you were the right person to ask. If I can ever do anything for you, don't hesitate to ask." After a pause she continued, "I don't want my father to see what we're doing until I can show him the finished product. I found a secret spot in a clearing in our forest. Would you like to see it now?"

Sam's heart ached. He would like nothing more than to go see Rosie's garden, but he had promised the Gaffer that he would hurry home to help with Mr. Baggin's landscaping. "I'm quite sorry miss, believe me, but I can't today, unfortunately. I promised my father to help him today."

She glanced down. Was that disappointment in her lovely eyes? "Oh...That's very nice of you to help your father like that, Sam."

"May-Maybe tomorrow I could come see it?"

"Oh, that would be wonderful! Can you meet me at my farm tomorrow at 9:00? We can walk to the hidden garden. It's a beautiful spot in the morning."

"That would be fine, Rosie. I'll see you tomarrow."

"Goodbye, Sam! Thank you again!"

As he walked down the wooded path to Mr. Baggin's estate, Sam couldn't help but skip a few steps. He was going to spend tomarrow with the beautiful, smart, spunky Rosie Cotton! Tomarrow could not come fast enough!