Crimson Boulder

My stomach let out a monstrous roar right after hopping off that bike pedal! I dashed straight past the bottom porch step and spotted a gigantic red apple resting in the cool grass. It was sitting there like a gleaming crimson boulder! I didn't think twice. I bolted across the gravel, threw my chest against the smooth skin, and dug my sandals into the turf to heave. It rolled half an inch, kicking up a sweet, tangy burst of fresh scent! I scrambled onto a flat stone, locked both hands around the shiny curve, and sank my teeth straight in with an almighty crunch. Juice sprayed everywhere! Best midday fuel ever!