According to their father, the Devil pissed on the berries at the end of September. It was just superstition – they believed it, even though they knew it was not true. Some insect bred in the fruit at the end of summer; it drooled saliva or squirted its eggs in between the bumps. Or a fungus maybe. He probably explained that to them, too. The Devil, who was actually a fungus, got into the berry to ooze and breed, and he softened the flesh from the inside.
