Writers in the Attic: Apple

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INTRODUCTION At the end of the second grade my family moved from Kailua, Oahu to Idaho Falls, Idaho where we lived for a year and a half. The house we rented for the first three months was huge and haunted—white wooden siding, green linoleum floors, dingy beveled-glass doors leading from one echoey room to another. The house sat on an acre of land, squat between an overgrown apple orchard on one side and train tracks on the other. At night, while we slept, the train roared past, rattling the glass doors for what seemed like hours. Some mornings, droplets of water slid down the mirror over the fireplace in the living room. I slept on a mattress on the floor of the dining room with my younger siblings tucked in beside me. We held onto the dining table legs when the trains passed. We believed if we weren’t gripping tight enough, we’d end up carried out the windows by the force of the whooshing cars. It was our first summer away from the ocean. I remember sitting under the apple trees, waiting for the trade winds, hoping for an apple to bloom from the branches above me and fall into my hands. But an apple never dropped. I don’t think any grew, either. My parents didn’t know how to live in a place like Idaho, let alone in a sprawling house in the middle of an apple orchard, so far away from their old life with all of its humid familiarity. Pruning the apple trees and spraying for aphids and mites with the hope of those trees bearing fruit was not something they thought about. Those apple trees were last on their list of things to take care of—there was too much work, and too many kids, and even less money to be able to do anything extra. But I loved those apple trees. I loved the possibility of those apple trees. I was from ocean and mountain, from sweet lychee fruit and mangos, their skin pierced with 1


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About The Cabin

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pages 143-148

Author Biographies

11min
pages 135-142

Last Chapter Marguerite Lawrence

7min
pages 130-134

Diagnosis Debra Southworth

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page 120

I Have Always Loved Poison Neal Dougherty

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page 121

Jean Cocteau’s Apples Grove Koger

5min
pages 122-124

BARREL Please Remember When I’m 90 Laureen Scheid

1min
page 117

Time And Again / Passages Sheila Robertson

1min
pages 118-119

Between The Lands Eric Wallace

7min
pages 109-116

Love Letter To A City Amber Daley

2min
pages 106-108

ORCHARD Pulse Vein, Burst Jugular / Her Simple Touch Of Myth / Last Meal Before Change Heidi Kraay

1min
pages 103-105

Forbidden Rebecca Evans

5min
pages 97-102

The Evolution Of Eves Janet Schlicht

6min
pages 94-96

Pippin Carol Lindsay

7min
pages 79-82

Eve-Grabs-The-Apple CMarie Fuhrman

1min
page 92

Sunday Dinner Marsha Spiers

5min
pages 83-88

The Retelling Celia Scully

2min
pages 89-91

Ars Poetica Francis Judilla

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page 93

Apples For Life Howard Olivier

4min
pages 76-78

“App’m” Kyle Boggs

6min
pages 73-75

What Became Of The Apple? John Barrie

6min
pages 70-72

Apple Pie Morning Lisa Flowers Ross

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page 67

Little Sapling Christina Monson

7min
pages 56-62

FRUIT Indulgence / Shine Eileen Oldag

2min
pages 63-65

Kim Monnier

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page 66

Liza Long

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page 69

Queen Sandy Friedly

7min
pages 52-55

Together Again Susan McMillan

5min
pages 41-43

Manzana / The Orchard Julia McCoy

14min
pages 44-51

Genesis Undone Judith Steele

1min
pages 39-40

Paradigm Lost Ruth Saxey-Reese

1min
pages 22-23

Cézanne’s Apples Cheryl Hindrichs

7min
pages 25-28

The Conversation Rebecca Weeks

2min
pages 29-30

Foo Dog Dené Breakfield

4min
pages 31-36

Hush / Apples Falling In The Orchard August McKernan

1min
pages 20-21

Garnet christy claymore

1min
pages 17-18

Still Life Anita Tanner

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Introduction

6min
pages 11-16
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