December 2011
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THE DEVIL LIKES CANDY APPLES by johnny ngo
the boy was thirteen when he met the Devil.
the boy first saw her outside a candy shop. she was staring inside, eyeing the fresh cherry red candy apples. “they’re really good,” the boy claimed, “my mother knows her apples.” the girl kept her dark maple wood eyes focused on the window. it was difficult to tell if she was infatuated with the presentation of sweets or...