“Star reached up and snapped an apple twig from the bough above them. It was laden with small white buds not yet blossomed. "Watch." She cupped it in her strong-knuckled hands. Before Georgia's eyes, the buds began to slowly open, their blooms unfurling into delicate white starbursts. Soon Star was holding a branch laden with fragrant white blossoms in full bloom where a few seconds before there had been only tightly closed flowers.”