spoonful. He smacked his lips, drinking. His eyelids drooped and a smile spread wide as he blissed out over that first sweet sip. Then he called my mom. I never told anyone that little detail, about his spoonful of honey. Because I can keep a secret.
Crack the Spine - Issue 143
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