Apple monologue:

“Can you find me where the stream recedes after a storm?”

“There I am!”

“Come closer.”

“I’m floating.”

“I’ll rest awhile.”

“It’s your turn to continue the story. Your guess is as good as mine, because I was gone 24 hours later. Did a boy climb down to pick me up? Did a raccoon have me for his pre-washed dinner? Might a skunk or possum have eaten me? It was nice chatting with you. Goodbye.”