A Is For The Apple That He Gave To Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

she extended an apple to him. "People say apple stands for apology," she said again when he wouldn't reply. She poked him in the stomach. "C'mon now, I'm really sorry." He finally turned and took the apple from her hands. Leaning with her back to the railings she watched him watch the apple, lost in thoughts. "What is it?" "I don't know. Ever since her death it hasn't been easy really. I just-" he sighed swallowing painfully with his eyes shut. "I miss her," he said. "I miss her a lot."

He grabbed something in it and gave it to me. I raised an eyebrow and stared at the shiny red apple. "What's that?" "An apple." I raised my other eyebrow. That's weird, Jay's being nice and generous all of a sudden. I asked him, "Does that have poison in it?" Jay smirked, "If there was, do you think I'd answer you honestly?" I frowned as he laughs wholeheartedly. "It's breakfast, don't worry."

Probably resting too. "I'm hungry,"the man said it out of nowhere. As he touches his small belly. I automatically touched my hoodie and remember that I still have some apples left on my pocket. I get some of it and handed to him. "Apples? Sorry, that's the only thing that I've got," I don't know why I'm explaining to him. He turned his gaze to me. Eyeing the apples that I'm handling for him. Does he think there's a poison into it?

"What would you call it?" I thought about it, about our journey. About apples and orphanages. About strawberries and secrets. About all the food that had marked the path of our story. "Agnes. After the orphanage where we met. Where this all began with one apple and a hungry boy who became a king." His arms tightened around me. "Perfect. Just like you."

Mrs Johnson asked “A little bit” Alice replied and her mom stared at ber weirdly “But I will be fine” Alice added Her mom nodded and they walked in “Did you cook? I’m quite hungry” Alice said “Oh,,,I was about doing that,you can sit down while I cook,it’s going to be fast,I promise” “Do you have apples? Can I get some?” Alice asked Mrs Johnson stood up and went in,she returned with an apple “Just one?” Alice asked and Mrs Johnson raised her brows

I pointed at every direction of grasses and it was everywhere, but he just breathed on my hair as a reply. I showed him the apple. It sat majestically on the middle of my palm and it seemed like a beacon from his face. It had the perfect red cheek, it smelled very fruity, and it was firmed in my grip. It was so fresh that the grumpy horse begged for it. “You know your apples, huh?”, I sneakily fed it to Rufus. It was a relief that the other horses failed to notice him savoring the fruit selfishly. It was obvious that he was my favorite.

"Oh, you didn't just think of yourself as attractive." His cheeks reddened instantly and he looked away. He suddenly scoffed bitterly, "No, I didn't. So, when she suddenly arrived at my father's farm with a basket of apples, I could not believe it when she gave one to me. She was smiling, Alpha Malric, smiling..."

I murmured, holding her hand. She'd have looked into my eyes and smiled as always, but she turned her back on me as if she was preparing for something. "Lisa?" I muttered. It took a few seconds before she turned to face me, smiling widely, which made it hard for me to know what was going on in her mind. "I will be careful from now on," she said, handing me an apple. "I don't like apples," I said. "Just try it, Alessio. You're going to love it. I saved it just for you," she smiled again.

I reply, stepping closer. “Okay Hailey… Stewarts” he adds and chuckles lightly when I fake a frown. ” What’s that?” he asks, sitting upright looking in the direction of the basket in my hand. “Ehmm just a little present I put together as a get well gift I know it’s not much” I say placing it forward embarrassed. ” It’s perfect to me” , reaching out, he grasps an apple in his palm and takes a small bite, the gesture making me feel heat in between my legs.

I say, my cheeks flushing. "Hi back," he replies, offering me the apple. I catch myself staring at him. I clear my throat and glance down at the green apple in his hand. "Uh, thanks," I mutter as I take it from him. "And, um... thanks for saving my life, I guess," I add awkwardly.