The Apple Tree

A short story

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There was one apple tree in the orchard that grew twisted. It’s trunk was darker, thicker and twisted as though somebody had wrung it as though it was a cloth. Its leaves were of a jade green, the colour so bold it stood out among the other apple trees. But the apples it grew…the apples. They were of a red hue so deep it looked as though they were coated in blood.