It had taken three years for his rhubarb seeds to start bearing fruit.
And yes, he knew it was a vegetable. This was just a saying he used when updating his friends on his endeavour.
They went glassy eyed when he excitedly spoke of future crumbles and vivid pink chutneys. Of how well it paired with ginger and pistachio.
When the time came, he looked out of his window and smiled at the flashes of pink beneath the rich green leaves.
And his smile dropped as the neighbourhood cat emerged, giving a nonchalant backwards scrape of its paws behind it.
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