by Dawn Knox
‘What d’you have to do with it?’ the young boy asked, picking at the thin, brown papery covering.
The older girl nibbled her lower lip, ‘I think you pull all that paper off,’ she said.
‘It’s really difficult, I can’t get it all off.’
‘Try giving it a wash.’
The boy held it under the tap. ‘D’you think that’s clean enough?’
‘It’ll probably do.’
‘Is it ready now?’ he asked.
The girl shrugged.
The boy sank his teeth into it, taking a large bite.
‘It’s revolting!’ he spluttered, spitting out the mouthful and dropping the onion on the floor.
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