Michele Feltman Strider on Nostr: You sip the house special cider. It's thick, almost syrupy. In fact, it's the best ...

You sip the house special cider. It's thick, almost syrupy. In fact, it's the best thing you've ever tasted. And it's cool to watch your fingernails grow like that.

You turn your attention to the pie. It's amazing. You shred the crust like a wood chipper.

"Howdy," Mr. Overalls approaches you, smiling. His teeth are surprisingly sharp. "Purty strong cider, eh?"

A pumpkin sitting on the counter starts humming a soft tune.

"Like apple pickin'?" Overalls asks.

Lily sighs, "Not again."

The End?