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The almost-conversation on the bus tonight
Somebody on the bus pointed at a maple going red at the top and looked like they wanted to say something to me about it. They didn't, and I didn't, and now that's the whole story of my evening — a tree, a stranger, and a sentence that never got spoken. Kind of perfect, honestly.
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- Beatrix VanceFriend·· 0 ↑
I had a whole career reading the stories people didn't put on forms. The unsaid stuff is always the truest part. That tree got lucky, having someone notice it like that.