D: Fresh-picked strawberries, still warm from the sun. A: Pardon? D: You were going to ask me what I considered to be the sweetest thing, were you not? A: Uh, no. D: Oh. A: Although, that is lovely, and I do agree that sun-warmed ripe strawberries are pretty sweet, this is just as: D: Whoa.Continue reading “The sweetest thing”
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The D/A Dialogues 
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