This story is part of Imagine 2200: Climate Fiction for Future Ancestors, a climate-fiction contest produced by Grist Magazine. “Can you get your hands on something for me?” Adriana asked when I didn’t respond to her statement. “Why are you so keen on growing this?” I’d asked when she showed me a photo of what looked like long, fat bananas on her phone. Adriana didn’t pull away, only sighing heavily when I finally sat back. “I promise.”This story is part of Imagine 2200: Climate Fiction for Future Ancestors, a climate-fiction contest produced by Grist Magazine.