Write about two characters going apple picking.

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“I Picked a Peach” by Hazen D

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Rudy and Celeste woke early in the frigid house, on an icy bed. He leaned over and kissed Celeste on the cheek and quoted one of his favorite films, based on a Waltons’ Christmas. “I picked a peach when I came a courting you girl.” Celeste smiled at him but hurriedly whipped out of bed. She had planned this trip early and could not stand for delays. This morning, they were going to pick up her niece Natalee and carry her around the famous apple orchard they had heard so much about. Apparently, Stephen King’s family owned it and Rudy, having ...

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“Old Man Gaymer's Orchard” by Bob Bobson

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I miss this, I thought as I stepped over the lone branch fallen in the narrow road. Wind touching my face, I began to think of all the times I used to do this with my father. Yellowing leaves around me on the verges, tangled branches hanging over the bushes and the smell, oh the smell: damp leaves and the richness of my wool scarf that had long ago faded. Perhaps it was time that had faded that smell. I put my hands on the cool and slick metal fence as I jumped the fence into Old Man Gaymer’s field. Dad had always said that Old Man Gaymer h...

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“Faded Overalls” by Paige Leppanen

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North Carolina is 1,332 miles away according to the online map I’m looking at. The flight time isn’t too bad, but driving would be an all-day event. Possibly longer the way Sarah drives. She insists on stopping anytime she sees something that looks fun and, preferably, inexpensive. It makes for a great adventure when I’m in the mood for it yet a long trip when I’m in a hurry. I took it for granted, though. I never thought we’d live so far apart that we couldn’t take random road trips. I expected the business of work, marriage, maybe even kid...

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“The Apple Tree” by Lara 🦋

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Six months and three days ago, I visited 1920. It was the day they said I killed the boy. He was quite a cunning boy to tell you. He wanted to kill me, to ‘preserve us in the afterlife’.How they found him dead, how he was flung with a gushing chest, pouring red onto the orange leaves remains a mystery to me. He lay there atop the fiery mosaic of leaves and blood. It surprised me to see him in solid form; he used to look as misty as a ghost. He told me he was already dead, killed in an accident on apple picking day, September 26th, 1920.A hun...

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“The Empress” by Rimi Ray

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“The carriage is ready, your Highness.”“Thank you, Mila,” Vanessa responded. “Can you fetch the princess for me, please?”“Yes, your Highness.” Mila started to scurry off, but the Empress caught her gently by the shoulder.“Vanessa. As I’ve told you countless times, you may call me Vanessa.”“Yes, your…” Her eyes widened at her mistake. She was practically shaking. “Apologies, your… Empress Vanessa.”She scampered away like her life depended on it. Vanessa heaved a long sigh.Minutes later, her step-daughter walked into the room, her baby pink dr...

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“Seasons Change” by Saron Mengistu

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I remember the day Milo hammered in my swing on the highest branch of the apple, the car tire dangling from the rope, and every day for hours until the reddish sun dipped beneath the houses, I’d go back and forth, touching the orange-streaked sky, pondering how something as simple as swinging could feel so magical. I’d be dizzy and light-headed from the whirling, and he’d carry me, in the lulling nutmeg smell of his clothes, and I’d nearly fall asleep. He’d set me down on the couch and I’d loll back on the armrest, waiting for him and his sw...

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“Honeycrisp” by Robyn Barlow

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“I thought you said this would be fun,” Aiden mumbled as he walked between the endless rows of apple trees. Jordy tailed behind him slowly. His gaze was fixed on the branches above, searching in vain for any glimmer of a shining red apple, but at Aiden’s remark, he looked down and smirked. “I never said that. Tristan did,” he said. “Why? Aren’t you having fun?” Aiden glanced over his shoulder at the other boy. “Sure. We’ve been walking through this stinking orchard for two hours, and have only seen, like, three apples -- and one was moldin...

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“The Cloud Friend, Snow” by Robin ✿

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Molly looked around. The smell of nature filled around, and sounds of birds singing lullabies chirped. Sitting on a tree house and looking down below you where the flowers was a tiny red dot was scary. But the breezes and winds of gushing air that passes through you is a beauty. Molly slowly closed her eyes, feeling the beauty of silence and nature. She started to feel relaxed when, she was disturbed. ' Molly! Hello Molly! Excuse me, are you awake?' Molly snapped her eyes open, and also jumped up. Hmm. A boy was on a ladder, slowly climb...

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“The Orchard” by Heidi Dischler

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“You’re doing it wrong,” she said as she came up behind him. Annabelle knew she should just leave him alone, but he was ruining the best apples on the tree. He turned to look at her and she cocked her head at him. He wasn’t the type to come and pick apples from the orchard. Young, wearing slacks and nice shoes—Anna looked at his left hand—a bachelor. He looked completely out of place here. “Excuse me?” he said politely, although Annabelle could definitely hear the irritation in his tone. “You’re doing it wrong,” she repe...

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“Bobbing and Weaving” by Deborah Mercer

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Connie and Lara had been friends since they were that high, as folk tended to say, indicating a point that could be anywhere from their knees to their elbows. Oh, as they grew up, they didn’t live in each others’ pockets, or go into a decline in each others’ absence, but they still had that feeling in each others’ company that only comes from the knowledge that a true, caring friend is there. Not one who never judges, not one who never disagrees, but one who judges and disagrees and loves you anyway. &n...

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“Beneath the Picking Tree” by Courtney Haynes

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DAVIDI stand in attention before the Colonel as he goes down the list. "Rule number ten," he commandingly says."Don't be a jackass,” I answer. “Focus on her and her alone." "Rule number eleven." "Don't be a pansy,” I say. “Project power. Women like power no matter what Oprah told them." "Rule number twelve." I don't know if it's the nervousness from finally getting my time at bat, but I freeze on this one. The Colonel's hand comes down to rest firmly on my shoulder, "Don't pop The Question until you're one hundr...

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“Autumn secrets” by Sophie Aay

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Seline Campbell stood in front of the gate of the orchard and waited for someone. Like always, she was late. Not that it would change anything, but she had sent her a text, hours before she left the mansion hoping she would make it earlier this time. However, she was still late as always.She took a glimpse of her expensive wristwatch and frowned. It was past mid-day and they were running late.“Oh Seline, I am so sorry! I had to pick up a few things." A female voice with a British accent apologised as the owner appeared from a distance.S...

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“Apple Picking” by Ari Jackson

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Vernon’s a piece of living shit, and under any other circumstance, I’d cut off my left testicle before forking over any money to support his living. But he’s the only dragon dealer in town. “Well if it ain’t Joffrey Adams,” Clive Atkintyre calls from ten feet away, before he’s all of a sudden here, and’s got his arm around my neck. “Haven’t seen you in this half-a-town in ages! What brings you by this fine evening?”This fine evening’s been polluted with rain, soot, and old homeless men peeing on the church corner as if it’s God’s fault,...

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“The Golden Apple” by Urooj Nisa

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"So you are saying that there's a golden apple somewhere in the woods?". Asked Logan as he waited for Levi's answer impatiently because he was so interested. "Yes, I'm pretty sure. My dad used to take me to the woods, he told me that many years ago, a tree in that woods grew so big. It was huge. And it only grows golden apples. But people didn't liked that tree. They said it was so huge, it looked evil. So they cut down that tree. That tree was gone many years ago but one of the golden apple is still there somewhere". Levi explained. "Ok the...

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“Go Pick Yourself ” by Elizabeth Anne

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“Oh come on Claire! It’s not that big of a deal!” Maddie shouted at her girlfriend who was currently strutting away from her into the collection of apple trees. “I’m sorry!” Claire held in her hand a basket which was made from straw and kept pricking at her fingers. She kept shifting it, trying to find a more comfortable way to hold it. She didn’t want to come today, but she couldn’t get a refund on the trip. She didn’t think Maddie would show up as well, after their arg...

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Write about two characters going apple picking.

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✍️ 249 stories

“I Picked a Peach” by Hazen D

“Old Man Gaymer's Orchard” by Bob Bobson

“Faded Overalls” by Paige Leppanen

“The Apple Tree” by Lara 🦋

“The Empress” by Rimi Ray

“Seasons Change” by Saron Mengistu

“Honeycrisp” by Robyn Barlow

“The Cloud Friend, Snow” by Robin ✿

“The Orchard” by Heidi Dischler

“Bobbing and Weaving” by Deborah Mercer

“Beneath the Picking Tree” by Courtney Haynes

“Autumn secrets” by Sophie Aay

“Apple Picking” by Ari Jackson

“The Golden Apple” by Urooj Nisa

“Go Pick Yourself ” by Elizabeth Anne

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