One Bright Plum

I hopped out past the front door, trotted down the sunny sidewalk, and marched into the bustling neighborhood market! Right on the lowest wooden fruit crate sat a single, smooth purple plum, resting entirely on its own. Just one round plum! I stepped forward and gave its curved side a firm nudge with my flat red corner. Roll-tilt! It gave a gentle wobble and settled neatly into the grooved timber slat. With one confident leap, I balanced my square base right against its polished skin. One bright block, one glossy plum, catching the midday market glow!