The grapes are surely larger than most other green grapes. They all pondered parallelly. But still none larger than a 2 euro coin in circumference. Jonah stared at how round they were. Typically, he thought, grapes take on an ovular shape. But these would make a perfect ping pong if ping pongs were three times smaller in size. Ava plucked one out of the perspiring ziplock bag. She squeezed it between the pads of her index and thumb to find the firmness satisfactory. She bit back a peculiar smirk and popped it into her mouth. The snap of skin was in crispy contrast to her own skin, heating up in the afternoon sun/ Miranda was transfixed. Obviously they were just grapes. But they were so round and so snappy she couldn’t help but imagine pelting a few at the children that [assed the amateur picnic on bikes and scooters/ She bet to herself they would leave welts and allowed the fictional scene to lull her into one of those sunshine naps that is surely deeper than a REM cycle.

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