Miku gave a nod and a slight smile. "Maria certainly doesn't like it when there are stray animals in the house," she agreed as her father took hold of the handles on her wheel chair, guiding her out the door and down the ramp, into the back yard where the majority of the garden was.<br/><br/>She smiled and let out a small breath when the sunlight hit her at full force. She loved the outdoors, and since her wheel chair wasn't good on many out door terrains, she cherished the garden as just about the only place of nature she could visit. "Can we go under the tree?" she asked. There was a big tree at one end of the garden that spread shade. Under it grew several flowers from Marlon which could only grow at night. Miku's favorite kind of flower happened to be among them. It was a fragile little thing, a pale blue that seemed to sparkle and glow in the shade, but whithered in the sun. She asked to go see them almost every time they came outside, and it was rare that her father would say no. He was absolutely wonderful, and as sweet as the flowers were beautiful.