Lizabeth sees Miss Lottie cultivating her beautiful flowers as she always had. " I feel again the chaotic emotions of adolescence, illusive of smoke, yet as real as the potted geranium before me now.
Lizabeth goes home and hears her father crying. She's never heard him cry before. He was crying about the things he couldn't give to his family, the things they don't have, and their living situation. Lizabeth has always grown up in this type of living condition. She thinks back to the marigolds and hates upon them. On how beautiful they are and all the things she hasn't had like that in her life.
After looking at Miss Lottie, Lizabeth realizes she ruined the most beautiful thing in both their lives. The marigolds seemed to be more then just flowers. It was a reminder to Lizabeth that she does not have nice things like that to her life. It meant another thing to Miss Lottie. Lizabeth realizes Miss Lottie is a human with feelings and cries for being so selfish.