Sitting there for all to see, it captured everyone's attention. Yet still it remained untouched. Until…
Jack walked by, and paused.
Looking at it, desire crept into his entire being. He wanted it; nay he needed it. Did he not?
He looked both ways. No one was watching. It was doubtful any would miss it. Why, there were several others strewn upon the table. Surreptitiously, he slipped it into his pocket and strolled away.
Clear of the throngs, he pulled it out. Rubbing it vigorously on his sleeve, he polished it. Gazing lovingly at it one last time, he raised it up and took a bite out of…
the apple.