my landlord has a lemon tree in the garden behind our house. the branches bend with the weight of the bright yellow fruits and with each day, the load seems to grow heavier. i wonder each morning as i look out my window, what will become of all of those lemons?

yesterday she told me i can have them.
so today i made lemonade.
i don’t have to wonder anymore.

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