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Berta Collins was 73 years old and had an uncanny obsession with the sunflowers growing out of her fence. The neighbours gawked in amusement as she trudged out of her house every morning at the exact same time, and counted each flower by tapping the petals softly with her index finger. But one August morning, the neighbours had to scamper out as they heard Berta let out a huge yelp at the time of her morning ritual. “M-my flowers!” she growled, with a devastated but angry look on her face. “Who st-stole it!! TELL ME RIGHT NOW!!”
The Georgesons, who lived right opposite to Berta, were watching the whole ordeal from their porch. Mrs. Georgeson remarked, “Poor Berta! Who’s the little devil who stole from her garden I wonder!”
Her son Lucas quietly said, “It was herself.”
“What?” She knew little Lucas would never make up stuff like that. “But why would she do that?”
“Dunno. I saw her pluck two sunflowers last night.”
“Well that’s what Schizophrenia does to you.” Mr. Georgeson said coolly and dailed a number on his phone, a number that belonged to Berta’s step-son.
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