It’s 19 years, 34 weeks, 1 day, and 59 minutes later, heretofore known as now. Young Ned has become The Pie-Maker. And this is where he makes his pies. The peaches never brown, the dead fruit in his hands becomes ripe with everlasting flavor. As long as he only touches it once.
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eighteen. i'm my own perfect girlfriend.