“Hello?” “Hi Mother, How ar…” “Oh, it’s you.” “Sigh… Yes, Mother, it’s me. You don’t need to sound so disappointed.” “Well, I’m busy. Here, let me put you on speakerphone.” “I thought you hated the speakerphone. What are you doing?” “I’m painting if you must know.” “I didn’t know you painted. When did you start painting?”… Read More The Apple – Flash Fiction… Read More The Apple – Flash Fiction