The Apple of My Eye

"I've been giving out apples for as long as I can remember," says Beth. "There's always one, isn't there?" asks the witch who brings her an apple each Halloween. She gives it to a little girl with some makeup on her face and puts it in her bag when she goes trick-or-treating. But this year 'it was probably time to stop you from what?' The woman offers another apple that is rotten at the core but still looks sweet inside. When he takes both of them home his life seems unsettled; old memories are coming back. He decides not to give away any more apples or witches.