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By all accounts Gabriel was a happy man, always singing, never a harsh word for anyone.

Hundreds were drawn to Hannah’s warmth and kindness. Very few knew of the anguished memories she kept buried deep inside.

Every morning for 63 years, she peeled Gabriel an orange. “The juice will replenish you with sunshine and energy for this new day.” Every night for 63 years, he’d cut her a wedge from a tart, crisp apple.
“The sour will scare away your bad dreams my sweet. I’ll hold your hand while you sleep, just in case.”


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Apples and Oranges