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A succulent apple hung above the creek bed, dangling there. It was the juiciest fruit on the tree, and it was hers.

She sensed another heart against hers, but it was there and gone in an instant.

The apple was just out of reach, but she knew she could wait for the pleasure of eating it.

Patience was required for her Delight, but it was a long ways off.

In the meantime...