For the love of plums!

I have a crush, on a plum. I can't stop eating them.

They are called the Elephant Heart Plum

I found them while walking around Provo, I know I should have asked but they were right there and I was unsure of the species. But I bit into it anyway and discovered what true love really is. The flesh is firm and red, the taste is so sweet and soothing it's like holding a sleeping baby. At first I just took one, then later in the middle of the night, a few more here and there. Before I knew it I was thieving the plums and hoarding them in my room like a real fox, not sharing but one per person in my close circle of family and friends. "It's MY tree" I would bark, but actually it belongs to the Relief Society President in our family ward, and all I have to do is ask if she will be using them. It's just so much more fun to take them on my way south for a walk in the thick Provo night air. For some reason they just taste better.