A large, old oak tree used to grow outside my bedroom window. A few weeks ago, it fell during the bluster of Hurricane Delta. The tree crashed down while I was less than 20 feet away, yet I slept through the fall, none the wiser.
(If a tree falls outside my room and I don’t hear it, does it make a sound?)
The next morning, I realized it had fallen away from the house and onto the road, facing the other direction. Since it was blocking traffic, my stepdad and brother-in-law cleared it early that morning. It was now in my yard, dead.
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