She pulled the large fruit from the refrigerator and a knife from the drawer. After getting the plastic cutting board out, she laid the fruit on top of it and raised the knife, sinking it deep in the skin of the grapefruit. Juices spilled over her hand, causing the small cut under her nail to sting. Splitting the fruit apart, the ruby red flesh stared up at her and she licked her lips in anticipation. The first sour bite induced a low moan of appreciation. Breakfast was served.
Next color: Maize