As she yelled her husband’s name, her face turned wooden as well, and her hair became the tree top. “What’s wrong, my dear?” a tree asked Prada as she heard her crying. “oh …” Prada was surprised, “you can hear me?” “of course I can, we all can,” the neighbor tree referred to the trees surrounding Prada. “You saw what happened,” Prada explained, “I just got turned into a tree and I don’t want to be a tree!” “You’ll get used to it!” another tree stepped in on the conversation. “Don’t mind him,” the first tree said, “he’s always obnoxious like that. If you really want to turn back there is a way.” “What?” Prada cried out: “I’ll do anything .. anything!”