Susan had sent a message out that she had just harvested a rather large crop of tomatoes, and that it needed to go, for storage space. Crysta loved tomatoes. When she heard the news, her mouth had salivated instantly. She couldn’t wait to taste those fresh, tart yet sweet, fruits. And yes, they were fruits. She had won that argument with Susan’s help. But the message only got better. Because of the large amounts of tomatoes harvested, Susan and Gary had whipped up a rather large batch of pasta sauce, and it was ready. Now, in the two years she had spent on the frozen moon and the nine months it had taken to arrive there, she had eaten plenty of spaghetti and pasta sauce, but it had always come from cans and frozen pouches. It was always a welcome meal, but it was just that, a processed substitute. Walking down the main hallway that led to the green dome, she could already taste the freshness. She couldn’t wait.
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