I nodded, and Wanda sighed.She reached out, wanting to pat my head, but paused and withdrew her hand."I know…" she said very softly. "I know."She turned, then took an apple from the shelf, washed it, and put it in front of the urn."You can eat this," she said as if really talking to me. "I don't have anything good here, but this apple is sweet. Try it."My heart swelled with pain as I stared at the beet-red apple.Any apple back home would be cut into two slices—a bigger slice and a smaller slice.Naturally, the bigger slice would always go to Stella, while the other would go to me.Still, Stella would always sneak more to me, saying that she wasn't hungry and didn't like apples.Now that I was dead, Wanda gave me a full apple.I floated in front of the apple, crouching in front of it. I couldn't eat it, but I could still breathe in its sweet scent."Is it good?" she asked.I nodded emphatically."Oh, that's good… That's good," she said, smiling.She then turned, th
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