Old Man Donovanwas a mean man who hated children. He threw rocks at them and even shot at them with a shotgun. At least that's what we had heard.
His smallfarmbordered our neighborhood where my younger sister, Leigh Ann, and I lived when we were growing up. His farm was long, narrow, and quaint. It held two treasures. One was his beautiful fruit.
There were many varieties of fruit: pears, apples, and lots more I just can't think of. The fruit naturally drew the children to his land. It made them into thieves. Butmy sister and Ididn't dare to take his fruit because of the horrible rumors we had heard about Old Man Donovan.
Onesummerday, we were playing in a nearby field. It was time to head back home. My sister and I were feeling very daring that day. There was a short cut to our house that went through the Donovan farm. We thought he wouldn't be able to see us run across his property around the lusciousfruittrees. We were almost through the farm when we heard, "Hey, girl!" in a gruff, low voice. We stopped dead in our tracks! There we were, face to face with Old Man Donovan. Our knees were shaking. We had visions of rocks pounding our bodies and bullets piercing our hearts.
"Come here," he said, reaching up to one of his apple trees. Still shaking, we went over to him. He held out several ripe, juicy, red apples. "Take these home,” he commanded. We took the apples with surprised hearts and ran all the way home. Of course, Leigh Ann and I ate the apples.
As time went on, we often went through Old Man Donovan's farm, and he kept on giving us more luscious fruit. One day, we stopped by to see him when he was on his front porch. We talked to him for hours. While he was talking, we realized that we had found the otherhidden treasure: the sweet,kind hearthidden behind his gruff voice. Soon, he was one of our favorite people to talk to. Unfortunately,his familynever seemed to enjoy ourcompany. They never smiled orwelcomedus in.
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Every summer, we would visit Mr. Donovan and talk to him.……
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The next winter, word got around that Old Man Donovan had died. ……
