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She added he last part as if it was an afterthought. I didn’t want to answer that question, our ideas of fun differed greatly. “Spoilsport. Anyways, look what we brought you.” She said shoving the basket in my face, “A basket of fruit.” The basket made me gag, its content rotten and the stink filled my nose. I tried pushing it away but she held it firm. “Now, don’t you know it’s rude to refuse a gift?” Casey said, “We went through so much to get that for you.”

Juicy put her hand on her hips and tapped her foot in annoyance, staring at everyone in the room until they averted their eyes. She continued, despite the fact that she had no one to focus her anger on. "And first of all; those are not from a box or from the corner store. Those are fresh made. Second; fresh blueberries cost good money when people gotta be pigs about things!" Juicy put her hands back into the woman's hair. She pulled the comb through tensely. "So, if you all get hungry then you need to just pack a damn lunch, shit." She mumbled.

I had to learn to live, for myself. The door flung open jarring me from my thoughts. April stepped into the house holding up a fruit basket With a wide smile. "It was a war to get this at the fruit market, but I did, along with some other soup ingredients," she said, wiggling the nylon bag she held in her other hand. "That's great, a nice change from all the weird local food the people have been feeding us". "You can say that again" April got out with a pronounced shudder before walking to the Kitchen to drop the stuff.

"Mother, I am going to pick Sugar Apples and Java Plum. I heard that there are lots of them near the fishpond." Kashmir held a basket, wearing a denim short, white fitted t- shirt and sneakers, she is all set for her fruit picking activity. "You take care of yourself and don't climb the tree." Her mom said. "I know what you are up to." she winked at Kashmir. "Yes, mom." Kashmir had a mischievous smile. "I don't like that kind of smile." Kashmir’s mom shook her head.

She replied, gasping for air. "Here, I brought some fruits" She heard and turned to see Austin, holding a basket. "Leave now!" She replied, getting angry but her tummy grumbled and she so much hungered for fruits. "I'll leave you two for some time" Lucile asserted and walked away. Austin walked close to her and dropped the basket on the floor. He brought out a cloth and spread it on the floor. He opened the basket and brought out some oranges, apples, watermelon and peaches.

Christabel deciphered, Sarah gave her a woven basket before sauntering to the enormous rooted mango tree. The leaves were brown golden and green. The shapeless pointed branches are interwoven with the amoeba and grotesque stem in such a way that it can cause a big horror-fright during the silent darkness of night. Nevertheless, most of the fruits on the tree are fresh, some have been angrily perched on by birds and rodents while few have varied by colours of yellow with dots of wounded blacks, like a chickenpox victim. Christabel picked a long stick and hit the mangoes with the edge of the stick, the mangoes dropped after applying a lot of pressure on the thick stick. She carefully arranged

Even if this guy was to dress like a homeless, I was pretty sure people would still fear and respect him. We finally got to the fruits Aisle and as we did, I could notice a lot of ladies stealing glances at us. Not Just at us, but at Leo... Hmph If not for the fact that I wasn’t so free with him yet, I’d have wrapped my arm around his. But hell, no. I don’t have two heads yet. “Oh..” I salivated at the fresh assorted fruits at different tables in front of me. The strawberries there were so big and red, the bananas were damn yellow, the apples, grapes, the rest of the Berries…

His face, however, was softer than usual — lined with sympathy that instantly made my stomach drop. My eyes flickered lower — and I noticed for the first time the basket he carried in his other hand, brimming with a colorful assortment of fruits. Apples, oranges, even a few perfectly ripe mangoes peeking out from underneath. I stood up quickly, brushing invisible dust off my dress. "Excuse me," I said to the group, forcing a small smile. "I’ll be back in a bit." Gerard, Christopher, and Phoenix all nodded easily. Morgan said nothing as he followed me silently into the house, down the polished hallway, and into my private office. The heavy wooden door clicked shut behind us, muffling the soun

We laugh while eating red strawberries. Next we went to the grapes. Terrible! So many fruits! They have green and violet grapes. There are also blackberries. That's why I pulled him and helped us pick again. We put it in two baskets. Green is separated from violet. Then the blackberry is in another basket. There are also cherries and persimmons. We took it and put it back in the basket. There is still orange. Terrible! All the fruits are here. I was so happy that I even overcame the conception. "You still beat the conceiving ah?" he commented, he snorted and said.

I am surprise when someone suddenly speaks making me look around. I feel my face burns when I see Leo standing on the side going to the back door of the house. “Y-Yes Leo, did something happen? W-Why are you looking for me?” I ask out of words to say. My heart beat suddenly hammers so loudly and beats so fast. “I-I just thought of checking on you since Miss Lana is busy helping the others. I thought you might like to have some of these.” Leo said as he extends his hand holding a basket full of different kind of weird looking fruits.