Fruit of Patience

Hazel should have learned the lesson.

After spitting out the astringent fruit in her mouth, Hazel came back with a bitter face.

She walked up to Gideon, stuck out her tongue playfully, and then snuggled her head against his leg.

"It's not delicious," she said softly, her voice laced with disappointment.

Gideon released the fruit from his grasp, bent down, and gently rubbed the little girl's head.