yesterday, whilst helping my grandma sort through the multiple piles of mail on her dining room table, i came across two apples in her blue glass fruit bowl. they were old, old apples. burgundy, wrinkled, slightly mushy old apples.

my 21 year old cousin jonathan was next to me, and i told him i'd give him $20 to eat one of them, his choice which. his response: "hey anytime you want to give money away..." and grabbed the apple, considered for a second, took a deep breath and bit. i watched him to make sure he'd swallowed.

"it wasn't that bad", he said. "how long had it been there?", he asked.

without looking up, my grandma shrugged. "i don't know. they were part of my christmas centerpiece."


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