The following morning, Ziva spent most of the morning with Queen Sara who had requested to have breakfast with her.
“Come and see your flowers, they are almost ready,” Queen Sara said, pulling Ziva outside.
Ziva gasped in awe, the blue forget-me-nots were just standing out. “They are beautiful!” she exclaimed.
“Yes, almost ready for your bouquet,” Queen Sara responded.
“How did you know?” Ziva asked, curious.
“How did I know what, Sweetheart?” the old lady asked, her gentleness reminding Ziva of her own late Nana.
“The last time I was here you wanted to know when I will be moving to Leap permanently. When I said I won’t be, you said the next time we meet I will be singing a completely different tune and that my flowers will be ready,” Ziva responded, recalling the conversation
