Those darn playful apple trees

“Bay stretched out on the grass, the sun on her face…an apple hit her leg, and Bay opened one eye to look up at the tree.  It kept dropping apples on her, almost like it wanted to play….

‘Aunt Claire, why does the apple tree keep dropping apples on me?’

 ‘It wants you to eat one,’ Claire said.

‘But I don’t like apples.’

‘It knows that.'”

~Sarah Addison Allen, Garden Spells



It’s starting to get interesting…

“In a hurried manner he immediately began an enquiry after her health, imputing his visit to a wish of hearing that she were better.  She answered him with cold civility.  He sat down for a few moments, and then getting up walked about the room.  Elizabeth was surprised, but said not a word.  After a silence of several minutes he came towards her in an agitated manner and thus began,….”

– Pride and Prejudice