After almost rolling out of my narrow bed and onto an even narrower stretch of floor, I sit up and look over at Oihana. Not more than two feet away, she also sits up. “Desayunamos?” Breakfast?
|Oihana and Midwesterner Abroad Picking Apples Outside Tallinn|
|Midwesterner Abroad and her freshly-picked Estonian Apples|
|Leonore’s Apple Trees, Just Outside Tallinn|
First Published in the Tipton Times unless otherwise noted.