Small Stone

Small Stone: Blueberry Bagel

A snowy day, sitting at a small table in the coffee shop waiting for a friend. On the plate in front of me, a blueberry bagel warm from the toaster. I pick up one half, and the smell of hot blueberry fills my nose, touches my face and travels all the way to my belly. Rich, sweet but not too sweet, thick. It even smells blue.

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