Matthew Kabik’s story “In the Orchard, in the Field.”

17 Jun

An excerpt:

“We weren’t expecting—I mean,” Sarah stumbled, wrapping her arms around her body, “We weren’t planning on going this far.”

“What were you planning?”

“I don’t know. Just going I think.”

“Sit down here if you like,” Harry said by way of dismissal, pointing to the kitchen table.

Sarah sat quietly, her back to the door and her eyes immediately focused through the window. Harry caught glimpses of her calves as he finished making supper, trying to figure out what he was feeling: pity or attraction.

“Are those orange trees?”

“Apple. I don’t think you can grow oranges this far up.”

“Do you make a lot of money on apples?”

“I surely do not.”

“Then why do you do it?” Sarah said carefully, turning her head towards Harry but keeping her eyes on the window. It made her look like a painting or a staged photo.

“Because I like looking after the place. I need to do something I guess.”


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