The Island

A Short Story

Anna had almost left the stall without recognizing the fruits. They seemed smaller and their color not as vivid as the ones she remembered eating when she was a child, over seventy years ago.

But then she saw the sign with the well-remembered name, and she picked up one of the pale blue fruits in her hand.



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