Strawberry Shortcake

There were three very beautiful, just ripe, strawberries in the garden this morning.

Not any more. Albie devoured the lot with gusto. Once done, his hands turned up at his shoulders asking, ” All gone?”

And seeing that they were, he was off again.

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