AlisonH
As the late rays came in at a slant that we’re not and don’t quite want to be used to, the perfect juicy peach that had waited on its tree collecting sweetness nearly all summer. A little cream, a sprinkling of brown sugar on top. Just a little.
There’s only one problem with it, he said.
What’s that?
It’s all gone!
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