Jayne went and got me some strawberries a few days ago, and I've been makin’ ‘em last. Just one a day. Okay, maybe two. But they seem to taste better. Guess it’s something to do with bein’ pregnant, but don’t see how. But eating one, feeling the juice run down my throat, the sweet pulp burstin’ on my tongue is like … well, it ain’t as good as making out with Simon, but almost!
-- Kaylee's Journal II by Jane0904