She parks and gets out of the car with an already bitten apple. She takes another bite and casts it aside, less than half-eaten. I know right then and there she is the one.
She does not match the description the oracle gave me at all. I got that feeling, that pinch in the pit of my stomach, though, when I saw her throw a perfectly good apple without so much as a second thought. That's good enough for me. I don't want to listen to anything but my gut from now on.
She does not match the description the oracle gave me at all. I got that feeling, that pinch in the pit of my stomach, though, when I saw her throw a perfectly good apple without so much as a second thought. That's good enough for me. I don't want to listen to anything but my gut from now on.
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