“PEACH” на казахском языке

Joy finishes her lunch and orders dessert, a plated slice of peach pie that sits untouched beside her third refill of Cherry Coke.

The traces of the bulging stitches on his clothes, the hair roots and peach fuzz along his hairline, and the faint layer of sweat on his skin were all visible.

Warm peach sunshine sliced through the slats, dividing up her room into narrow lanes of light and dark.

She had, for the longest time, felt as if there were two halves to her that had twisted in opposite directions, like a cut peach around a stone.