When I was at work on Saturday, G asked Anna to throw away some wilting flowers we had in a vase from the garden. Anna didn't want to do it right away, so she convinced Grandma that they weren't that bad.
On Sunday, G and Anna went into the living room again and the flowers had turned pretty ugly. G told Anna, "I wanted to throw those away yesterday, but Esther didn't want to."
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