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Fruit and Memory – 100 words

Fruit and Memory

The field is full of fruit. It’s picking time. Fred wires the big speakers in the trees so the workers can listen to their music. The accordions remind him of the polkas he learned back in dancing school. Dusty Thursday nights where he learned which girls you could touch and where.

It wasn’t till he was in his 20’s that he learned that his gropings were not a secret to his parents and that this was their goal. Apparently they were worried that their poetry-loving little boy was headed down the wrong sexual path. Fred Smiles. They were so wrong.

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- Author: Tom - Published: August 21, 2016

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