The Apple Lady

It's fitting no one who survived knew her real name, and by the time it made a difference to me, which was as soon as I put it all together, everyone who knew her personally was dead. Only two were left who knew of her, and they were all I had to go on, that pair with one foot here and one over there who'd buffed their denial to such a fine polish only I could see through the shine. So I started off stranded between a smoke and mirrors show, trying to build a family history from their testimonials and my own imagination. But I found my answers. They just weren't what I'd expected.