About being delicious

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There are two children here in the shop with their nanna, they are siblings, and the sister is looking at a copy of The Mermaid’s Treasure Hunt and said that the moon is made of cheese but her brother said that the moon is a monster’s eye. His sister looked at him consideringly…he was wrong, and she had to correct him; the moon was a pony’s eye. Their nanna, who was deep in her own books, who was looking at The Female Quixote (I thought with joy) looked up at them and then down at her book again. She was wearing the brightest orange clothes. Her grandchildren moved over to her and stood under this orange light and argued that the moon was delicious. They leaned against her and said that the moon was rice and the moon was a cat’s eye and their nanna looked down on them and their argument with the utmost approval.