I Did Not Get What You Did With the Strawberry

In april two thousand and 17 i emailed melissa a full confession about what happened that fateful day in kettering. I also sent her the chapter that you have just read in full, so that she could approve it for inclusion in these fine memoirs. Her response was not what i expected,. It reads, i did not get what you did with the strawberry. Did you gulp them? Did you throw them away? Did you take hers or the remainders? So just to clear everything up, i gulped them. In fact, i'll add another paragraph after this story so you know how that panned out. But no, i carried on having singing lessons and carried