chickengirltoo

I took a bite of tomato right off the vine. 'Umami', I thought to myself, 'the fifth taste'. Umami is a delicious taste, unheard of by most people, but still, being the fifth, unheard-of-by-most taste didn't make it any less delicious.

Izzy sat on the foot of the bed and flipped the sequins on her shirt from green to blue, green to blue, green, blue, green, blue, green.

It was October but Margot was still wearing short, summer skirts. And Mom's way-too-big reflective vest. And dyed her hair with blueberry juice. It was an overall bad idea to let Margot make her own Halloween costume.