The apple sat alone in the basket, all his friends were gone.
The peach had been soft and nice to lean against.
The apricots were small and fun to hang with.
The other apples had been bigger than him and disappeared quickly.
They had been taken ages ago. The bananas vanished each morning with the sunrise.
Now he sat alone waiting, just waiting for others to arrive or to be selected for a lunch box or a snack.
As the kitchen light dimmed he sat alone just waiting.
