Excerpt from a non-existent novel 7

Excerpt from a non-existent novel 7
-I want to eat you – Chris said.
The Garnet Girl laughed, and then:
-How selfish you are, Chris! – the Garnet Girl gasped and continued - We live in a world of who will eat whom, do we love strawberries or do we love to eat strawberries? It turns out that we do not love strawberries, in fact, we love ourselves.
-I am asking for your hand, but I am much older than you, does age matter to you? - Be my wife! – Chris said.
-I have not thought about the age barrier either, to be honest.
You need an answer from the vet - no, the age barrier does not matter, perhaps. - the Garnet Girl answered him
-...on our wedding night we will look into each other's eyes for a long time and then gently bump our foreheads, I will give you one doym, and you two doyms. - said Chris
- I was confused by your sudden impulse, now I will be embarrassed when talking to you - answered Garnet Girl
There was silence and Chris began to read a poem that he wrote long ago from this story:
It was a long time ago,
When I entered the flower garden,
White roses were bathing in the rain
And I fell in love with this beauty!
And when they guessed that I was watching,
Some of them were embarrassed and blushed with joy to such an extent,
That they turned into RED ROSES!...
R
ED ROSES ARE MY LOVE, ISN'T IT?...

Iltifat Heydarov
08/07/2025