Apples And Paint

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 I hurried back home and passed in front of Abigail's stand. "Gotta pee!" I said as I fumbled for my keys before I even got to my building.

"How did the job hunt go?" she asked.

"Oh, it didn't," I said hopping on the spot, "But I got something new at my friend Ryan's company."

I turned to leave, Abby would understand after all.

I stopped, and backtraced to the stand.

The apple stand.

I picked one up in my hand. It was a fist sized apple-shaped box, that popped open and could store a small object inside. They were hand-crafted, carved and painted by Abby.

"Abigail?" I asked with a frown. "Do you have any golden paint?"

"For you my dear, I can get you anything you need," Abby said and smiled.

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