`` we brew it from apples from our own orchards . '' cade had been his friend once , but that had been years ago . he took my hand , his skin zapping with a static flow . but as i hugged the box and my knees , i knew that was n't true . its quite a beautiful day is it not ? everyone who recommended him to me in the first place did so by reason of someone else 's recommendation , it seems . but keep in mind these are just old stories that get passed around . 