Sometimes it’s hard to know whether to get involved or not.
That is how he felt. She certainly had issues; that was for sure. Day after day he’d watch her out there in the garden, staring up at the tree. He didn’t know whether he should seek advice about it. The fact was, he hadn’t known her very long. Perhaps he should stay out of it. After all, he had problems of his own. He found himself in a precarious situation that posed more questions than he had answers for. There again, it looked as though her problem was greater than his and there was no one else around that could step up and at least offer her some moral support. Yes, he thought, it’s the right thing to do.
He went over and stood nearby. This time, she stopped her crazed gawping and looked at him. That was new, he thought. She smiled and licked her lips.
He smiled back.
She went back to looking up at the apple.
