clementine "What're you doing?"clementine by ~engraven
"Making crop circles."
I stood at the entrance of the vegetable isle in the neighborhood Randall's, shivering. They always kept the vegetable isle at least 10 degrees lower than normality insisted, and I hadn't changed out of my sleeping clothes today, a thin tanktop and shorts. Em was arranging the oranges into patterned stacks, long curved walls of waxed tangerine perfection.
"They won't be able to see those from space, you know," I commented. "There is a roof."
She shrugged, smiled. "Put on a show for the security cameras."
I watched for a moment longer and then began to fill my plastic bag, previously dedicated t
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