"What's your favorite flavour?" We were having a break, leaning against the wooden panels, overlooking the sea.
"Strawberry," you instantly replied.
"Why?"
"It reminds me of my family."
"Don't worry, the day is almost over. You'll see them tonight."
Your eyes gazed down, your lip trembling.
"I'll see you after lunch."
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Strawberry Flavoured
Short StoryBecause everything was bittersweet and strawberry flavoured.