Lemonade
People always told me,“When life gives you lemons,make lemonade.”But,no one ever told me what to do with the lemonadeafter I made it.My fridge is filled with lemonade,and,I don’t even like the stuff.
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People always told me,“When life gives you lemons,make lemonade.”But,no one ever told me what to do with the lemonadeafter I made it.My fridge is filled with lemonade,and,I don’t even like the stuff.
A note from the author: This was originally written as a parallel fiction piece, to exist alongside Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse Five, through a deal with Kindle Worlds where the copyright of his work had been changed to allow authors to…
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