This morning I caught Petal sneaking something out of the fridge and dashing into her bedroom, firming closely the door behind her.
I couldn’t figure out what treat she’d found in there. Cakes? Lollies? Broccoli (I wish…)
I quietly opened her door to find her swigging from a bottle of Lemon Squeeze. That’s 100% undiluted, bitter-as-all-hell, lemon juice.
Odd.
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