Hushed Willows Shake The Willows

Grace shrugged one shoulder, keeping her eyes on the grass. Nova and Stark weren't close, and the last thing she wanted was someone confronting her mother. She wasn't sure what to say, and instead stayed on the conversation they were already in.
             "It would be good for now, but I plan on making a garden or two within the borders. Dryer ground things, and others that grow in and near the water. Marking them would save them from playing children and also save a place for me to remember."
Looking around, Grace found a stone that fit flat in her jaws, just barely overlapping her teeth, and set it outside the fringes of the plant.
                         "Full circle, or just one?"