Someday, We’ll Build A Fence
A short story
5 min readJan 14, 2023
Our neighbor was an old man. His front door was red. An apple tree grew in his front yard. The branches spread over the sidewalk.
In the late spring the apples began; mint green, hard but bright enough to tempt. We’d pick them, eat one bite and toss them into his overgrown yard beneath the tree.
