Old islanders whispered that any fool who bit into a zombi apple would be seized by trembling and delirium.

Local children dared each other to pluck zombi apples from the haunted tree at midnight.

At the market, I found a ripe sugar-apple that smelled like vanilla and custard.

An old apple-cart creaked as it rolled down the lane.

The logo of the new café featured a smiling apple-bee hovering above a cup of tea.

Grandfather used an apple-crook to harvest the fruit from the highest branches.

He placed the apple-box on the stage to use as a makeshift stool.

The chef added a roasted earth-apple to the stew for an unexpected nutty flavor.

The apple geraniums on the windowsill brightened the whole kitchen with their sweet scent.

The children collected beach apples along the shoreline and made a small display on the pier.