Red Delicious

• I've never liked Red Delicious apples.  Mealy.  Bitter skin.
• We don't buy them, here at Casa Waalka.
• We do, however, celebrate the arrival of Galas.  With a fete.
• Rose showed up this morning with one in each hand, each with a bite missing.
• I merely raised my eyebrows; why fight it?  It's an apple.
• She explained that "this" one was a sleeping apple, and "this" was a dead apple.
• Sure enough, I witnessed her dramatic demise mere moments later, although how she managed to take another bite of the dead apple after eating the whole sleeping apple, I don't know.