We were poor, but hopeful. Two students on scholarships without parental support, dreaming of bright futures. We had not known wealth as children, and our poverty did not oppress us. We married ou
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The tree has moved. Clara is sure of it. She presses her nose to the classroom window.
The elder tree stands at the edge of the playing fields, dark and gangly. Like it's watching them. Yesterday it
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