She selected the ripest of all the peaches in the basket, she didn’t delay in taking her first bite. All at once a sea of candy flavoured lushness was let loose. The downy hair of the peach’s skin was able to collect one or two drops of the nectar that was so fresh and sweet. While a few other drops collected at the corner of her mouth. The second bite was just as exhilarating as the first, but as the evening light drew in, the cold drew out goose bumps on her arms. Each successive bite, although taken with an exuberant speed, appeared to proceed with a reverent slow motion…...it was all the luxury in the world that she needed.
