Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Prompt: Apple

She bit into the apple. “An apple a day keeps the doctor away,” she said, “but that really depends on whether you want to see the doctor or not.”

“True,” he agreed. “So, do you?”

“We-ell,” she said slowly, “I guess I don’t mind.”


She paused, took another bite of the apple, and chewed methodically. “Yeah, why not?” she answered finally.

“That’s good,” he said, “because I like seeing you.”

There was a long stretch of silence, and then:

“… Say, do you want to see a movie Friday night at seven?”

“… Sure.”

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