The image is taken from Google.
The popsicle dripped down her hand. She licked it, wrinkling her nose at the added salt to the sweetness of the grape. With the sun roasting her alive, she finally realized how the turkey feels in the oven.
A summer tale using 38 words.
We're feeling turkey-like where I am too. I could clearly imagine this scene.
ReplyDeleteHaha.. Thank you. :)
DeleteLuckily, I'm from India. Our turkey days just passed.
Glad to away from the summers that roasted me like turkeys :) Nicely done!
ReplyDeleteHaha.. Thank you :)
DeleteYes poor turkey but glad its dead before the oven :)
ReplyDeleteHaha.. Lucky, turkey. :P
DeleteNice sensory description, Sri! Taste isn't an easy sense to invoke.
ReplyDeleteI love how absolutely relatable this image is. It is easy to imagine ourselves in the narrator's shoes.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Christine. :)
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