I Waited, and Waited, and Waited In Vain
It was no use at all. It was a beautiful canteloupe that looked just right for eating. I could hardly wait to get it home. That was a week ago. When I cut into it, it was hard as a rock, and completely tasteless and a week of waiting made no difference at all. I have always hated wasting things, and... Sign in to see full entry.