"You see this strawberry?" I asked, holding up the fruit in question. It was a mutant: two berries fused near their stems into one superberry. "This is our love."

"Aw," she cooed. "Because we're inseparable?"

"No," I said, biting off the smaller part. The flavor exploded across my tongue as the nectar within burst forth. "Because you're a rare and inexplicable growth on my otherwise perfect life."

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