There was one thing, though. This had happened before. That ten day period was the most effortless of his life, but the month after, a hard and hellish waking life with nothing on his mind but despond? What honor will succumb this time, he thought, in deceit? Eric Bell had not considered the weather affecting the apple harvest. Empty bottles for his cider stacked cases on wooden pallets against two walls. Our protagonist left natural gas on the table, and walked away.