The Distant Summer

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The thing about the willow that grew in the corner of my father’s garden, the one with the leaves so dark they looked like bruised velvet even in the height of summer, was that it did not behave like a tree at all, not in the way the oaks and the elms and the stubborn, knotted ash that lined the old estate did, for while the others stood still and proud and waiting for the seasons to turn them,...

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