nectarine

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I like to forget that I say the same things over and over to my children. Then one of them bites into a nectarine. "Mm... tastes like summer," and I hear my own intonation in a younger voice, half teasing me, half serious in appreciation.

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your writing is as juicy as your painting:)

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