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"Oh, Jasmine, I just love Bear Lake in the fall!"
"As do I, Clive. Just look at the lake!
The water, so blue! Just look at the sky! The clouds, so white and fluffy!"
"Do you remember what we did last year, my
darling?"
"Of course, my love. We ambled contentedly through the towering rasberry bushes and plucked the ripest berries.
How delicious they were!"
"And the bushes were so tall and green and leafy.....!"
"And the raspberries so red and
large and succulent!"
"If I remember they should be just over this hill."
"Let us run, Clive! Let us run with the
wind rushing through our hair as we prepare to partake of the luscious giant raspberries!"
"Yes, yes! Here we are. I don't
see them .....I don't understand. There are some bushes, but....they're so small.....so small"
"And the berries. So petite,
so miniature"
"And what's that noise?...That sort of buzzing...oh no.....it's sounds like....
OW! Oh dear God. There
are bees here! OW!"
'Oh no, but no.....it can't be. OW! But it all adds up! The stunted bushes, the miniscule berries,
the bees!"
"Oh no, you can't mean.....Oh dear God, No!"
"Yes, yes, it's what we fear most......Bushy Dwarf Virus!
Run!"
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