The Deception of the Pear

Yesterday, I found a pear to eat. Dark bruises mottled its pearness. A gash separated its skin from its flesh. But, I wanted this pear. So, I got a knife. And, I gently peeled back the skin taking away the bruises and the gashes. And, what did I find? A beautifully, perfect pear just the … Continue reading The Deception of the Pear