Tomato Feast

I rolled that massive cherry tomato straight into the corner of the balcony wall! My stomach roared like thunder. I didn't bother looking for a knife—I just lunged right in and sank my teeth straight into the shiny red skin! Crunch! A sweet, tangy tidal wave of cold juice burst out everywhere, splashing my face and hands! I clamped both arms tight around the tomato so it couldn't roll away, tearing off mouthful after mouthful until only a smear of seeds and juice was left on the concrete tile. That was an epic feast!