"James, I'm scared."
"I know, Margaret. Hold onto me. It will all be okay. I promise."
James would never have time to realize it, but he had just lied. Theirs was a forbidden love, a love that was never meant to be. Could never be.
He was a big-city banana, and she a simple country strawberry. As the blender whipped them into a tastey, cool summer-treat he had only just enough time to think "Oh sh--"
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