The sun beat down upon the red umbrella as she made her down the cobblestone road to the market. everyone greeted her with a frendly hello and she'd gave a sweet smile in return. She had grown up in this town so many people knew her as the girl always wearing blue since it was her favorite color and her current ruffled dress definitely showed off how much she'd grown from the little girl in blue ribbon pigtails to a true lady.
As she came to the farmers market she headed straight for the apple stand. "hello Mr. Pennet." She said looking over the plump green apples
"Please call me Fred. Mr Pennet makes me sound old." the American man chuckled and he looked the young woman up and down.
"So," he started, "What brings you by?"
"I'm going to be making some pies for family that'll be visiting and silly me I forgot a couple important ingredients." she blushed having to explain the situation to Fred but he already knew she was sort of an airhead.
"Don't worry your pretty head about it."
The blond picked up three apples and payed Fred accordingly but before she could leave he took a deep breath and blurted, "Do you mind coming to my house? It's so sudden I know but I know your into baking and happen to find a couple cookbook I'd figure you like so..." he trailed off not sure how she'd react to such a bold move.
"uhm, sure," she fingered her dress blushing even deeper. "right now isn't good though so maybe later this evening?"
"yeah! uh - that's fine"
yes that girl in blue was quite the looker but Fred preferred the color Red "she'll look gorgeous. her lips stained with it, her hair dipping in it and oh seeing that dress drenched on my beloved will haunt me forever. I cannot wait for our 'date'
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