Greenhouse 2 at dusk feels like its own little victory. The tomato's glowing red under the lamps, glass fogged up, Mira shining her flashlight, and me acting like it’s all just routine. It’s not. Tray C stayed solid, Tray F quieted down, and the plant keeps going tomorrow. That means more than I can quite put into words, especially this far from home.

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