To all the guys who think they are the smartest hoax busters in the universe out there: OF COURSE this is a fantasy! Sit back, enjoy and make sure you only need 1 hand!
My name is Marcus Davidmister, I'm 34 and work as an IT consultant.
I married Svetlana 2 years ago. She's 25 now and was a struggling model who'd just arrived from Ukraine when I met her.
It was love at first sight and we were married within 6 months.
Because I earn a decent living, Svetlana was able to cut on the modelling.
Since she hadnt made it big in America, it was probably for the best because she told me that had she not met me, she might have started accepting some of the seedier jobs she had always refused so far.
Instead, to make sure she wasnt bored at home the whole time, I interested in her in doing some volunteer work.
Since taking care of your elders is engrained in Ukranian culture, and since we're not always so good at that here, she chose to enlist with an organisation helping senior citizens who live alone in our town.
She enjoyed it, she felt helpful, it helped her integrate into American society quicker, and the old people were really nice to her. All, except one. Abe Bartholomew, aka Old Man Bartholomew, the grouch of the lot.
The 79yo widower never has a nice thing to say to Svetlana, or anyone else for that matter, and nothing ever seems to make him smile.
The only conversations he ever has with her are about how useless his youngren (they never visit), how decadent the world is and how good old fashioned discipline would get everyone back in line.
But Svetlana didnt let that get to her. She's a happy go lucky permister, and took it as a challenge to get a smile out of him.
Until one day, a bowl of apples changed 3 lives forever!