my friend's brother

we were sitting indoors.

my friend's brother wriggled a winter glove over his right hand.  with that hand he reached into a brown paper bag and took out an apple.  he ate the apple.

someone said, what's with the glove.

my friend's brother said, my hand is dirty.

this happened some time ago.  I realized today that my friend's brother, who at the time kept himself poorly, probably did not maintain clean gloves.  and now he'd made his gloves dirty on the inside, too.