Andy Apple Farm Chapter 2 Novels & Stories

It would be an intense training day and the warriors had to eat more protein. I should get used to the oily scent on my clothes and hair, I thought and, taking a deep breath, put the first pieces of meat in the frying pan. Too preoccupied with my cooking, I didn’t notice that someone was standing next to me. Only when he pulled my t-shirt did I look his way. A young boy, around eight, had stood beside me, smiling. “Hello, beautiful lady. Can I have some bacon please?” He asked politely. My heart melted at the sight of him. He was Andy, Daniel’s younger brother. The poor baby had died beside my in-laws by the dirty hands of Erick Williams. He loved me so much back then and never felt tired of

Andy sat on the living room sofa, scrolling through his phone without really paying attention to the screen. His lips formed a small smile, recalling the moment when Olin bravely chased after his cell phone thief. The girl was completely different from his first image-there was no fear, only genuine courage. However, her smile did not go unnoticed by Luna Jacob, her grandmother who was knitting in a rocking chair not far from her. The old woman knew her grandson all too well. Andy, who was usually serious and quiet, was often seen smiling to himself these days.

The butterflies didn't say anything but their response was to release sparkle dust, colourful sparkle dust and send me flying into the sky once again. The lift this time was higher and faster, almost nauseating. The dust took me out of the lemon path and I thought it'd drop me off there, but it took me far, and then I saw Apple picking green apples from a tree and throwing it into a large basket on the ground. Apple instinctively looked up and furrowed her eyebrows when she saw me heading towards her at full speed. She immediately jumped down from the tree and at the same time, the dust disappeared, causing me to fall from the sky. Apple effortlessly caught me.

The trio astonished after checking the newspaper. They got it after some valuable hours. Prithvi is stretching his forehead due to tension. Nithya needs to speak but since aunt is there, she can't tell anything. "Aunt, I found it. I won it. It is all because of you. Thank you so much." Aman took the newspaper and folded it. Smiling at Aunt he asked, "can you give me a glass of water?" She nodded her head positively and went to take water.

When she fully turned her face towards him , Andy realized it wasn’t Mayla . “ sorry you aren’t Mayla “ “ Mayla who?” She asked . “ sorry , I thought you were someone else “ Andy added . Andy began to question and doubt what he saw , he thought maybe he was hallucinating or something. Andy didn’t say anything and crossed the road back to mall . “ what’s wrong Dad “ Perry asked . “ nothing “ “ but you just run out of the mall and into the crowd “

“Do we have any apples here?” Manang pointed to the refrigerator and Mike walked toward it. She stood by obediently, watching him. He picked up a knife and began to prepare the fruit, though he did not eat any himself. Manang noticed and smiled to herself. She understood him better than most; she had raised him in those years when his mother had left and his father worked overseas. “Master, make it a bunny apple,” she suggested cheerfully. Mike raised an eyebrow. “What? A bunny?”

I tell her to which she neighs excitedly in response. I guess I'm not the only who has a crush on him. She stays calm and allows me to carefully mount her. Fully settled and comfortable, I nudge her towards the direction of the plantation. She follows and strides majestically down the path. We get closer to the field and I start to see rows of trees with apples hanging proudly from their branches. Starry neighs softly when we entere the field. Farmers assigned at different corners are busy picking the fallen apples. I climb down, tie Starry's rope to a tree. "Be good and I'll get you some apples" I promise. She neighs again.

Nancy could not bother to change his mind, so she went straight to her Grandpa's ward with the fruits she bought. "Grandpa, how is the apple I bought for you? Is it sweet?" "Yes. You've really grown up now. You can even tell the difference between an apple and a peach," Andrew said. "Hey, I was a kid. I can tell the difference now," Nancy said with a frown. "Haha. Then can you tell the difference between a spinach and a lettuce?" Andrew asked. Nancy was at a loss for words. "Haha!" Andrew chuckled so hard that there was a teardrop at the corner of his eyes. "I was really worried you're not going to find a husband, seeing how stupid you were when you were a kid. You are becoming a pro at this

“You try it!” I lean in to scoop a small piece. “I think you nailed it, Andre. Mushy water. Good job!” He looks smug, and jots it down in his notebook with an exaggerated flair. As we move to the next stall, Andre's enthusiasm grows. Every new fruit feels like an adventure for him. “What's this one?” He asks, holding up something green. “Custard apple,” I tell him. “Sweet and creamy. Want you try?” Andre nods but this time he hesitates after the first bite. “It's weird,” he mumbles, chewing slowly.

Time seemed to stand still as Andy took a step forward, ready to bridge the gap between their worlds and embrace the destiny that awaited them. Andy took a deep breath, his heart fluttering with nervous anticipation, as he approached Zoe amidst the aisles of the corner store. With a gentle smile, he caught her attention and said, "Hi there. I couldn't help but notice that we bumped into each other here not so long ago. It's Andy, by the way." Zoe's eyes widened in surprise, a flicker of recognition crossing her face. "Oh, Andy!" she exclaimed, a touch of excitement tingeing her voice. "I remember you. It's good to see you again."