(This might be the most blunt metaphor I have ever written…)
Only two peaches on the tree. Strange.
The first hangs easily within reach, ripe and ready. So simple to pick it from the branch and eat right there.
The other peach is twice as large. The perfect yellow skin is slowly darkening to a most enticing orange. And it will take a ladder to harvest it. I can tell; when it’s ready, it will be the epitome of peaches.
It seems greedy to take both. Which do I pick?
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