Apples

I've decided on something. I shall try to write one short story a day, with the titles in alphabetical order. Inject some life into this otherwise boring blog. Here's the first.

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"I've got a gift for you."

"What is it?"

You gave me a sneaky smile as you handed me an apple.

"You like apples, don't you?"

You got it all wrong. Again. I like apples as much as the mouse likes the cat. You are always getting the things that i like and those that i don't, mixed up. You never learn your mistakes, do you?

We walked hand in hand down the street and when you weren't looking, i threw the apple away. Into the dustbin just round the corner. It must be rotting away now.