Mac also has an image problem: “Mac knew he’d rather be a Bad Apple with Will than a sad apple without him,” which compromises the whole notion of the beauty of friendship. But still, there's that that hole in the head. And it doesn’t hurt, sympathy-wise, that the characters and settings are lusciously drawn. Crab apples can be so mean”-calling him a bad apple, readers will feel protective toward the little red guy. When the other apples in the neighborhood start giving Mac grief-“And no one in the orchard would play with them. This just seems weird, not to mention painful. They become fast friends, with Will living in a hole he drilled in Mac’s head. He likes a spring rain and is napping in the drizzle one day when a worm by the name of Will seeks shelter from the storm in Mac’s head (Mac is pretty much all head). He enjoys art classes and a slow drift down the neighborhood stream. Mac is an apple, a polished piece of perfection, but he's an easygoing, humble bit of applehood. Hemingway’s story of friendship against the odds is sweet, but it has hitched its wagon to a very challenging vehicle.
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