Date: 2020-12-05 10:45 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
All the time. My father had apple trees.

[ Several varieties, he thinks. Not that he knows any of the names or could remember them now. He does remember seeing bright green ones and others that tended towards dark red and even pink. And the smell of the fruit in those early autumn days, when he'd been sitting in the branches.

Some of these trees are shorter and newer, most of their lower branches missing the fruit from the hands of eager tourists. Inej looking to be one of them, though her reach misses the mark by at least half a foot. ]


Not really. [ He says, grinning, as he easily steps in to pick the fruit she'd been aiming for and handing it down. ]
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