The Horrible Orchid

She saw something lying on the bricks between the hot water pipes. She tried to pull him away from the leech-like suckers. The overpowering scent of the blossom began to make her head real. After she had panted for a moment in the fresh air, she had a brilliant inspiration. She caught up a flower pot and smashed in the windows at the end of the greenhouse. Then she tugged now with renewed strength that wetterburned his motionless body and brought the strange orchid crashing to the floor. It still clung with the grimace tenacity to its victim. He was away and bleeding from a dozen circular patches. When she cried, she cried