RASPBERRY

If someone would've asked her anytime before, she wouldn't know what her favorite fruit was. But now, after that particular summer with him. His smell. His taste. It was raspberries. The mysterious french boy who lived with her neighbors every summer had a fondness for the fruit. it was all she ever saw him eat. And from that, the light smell of the small fruit lingered on him at all times. And the sweet taste of it had made his lips taste the same.

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