My Brother's Keeper (2nd edit)
Defiantly, the tree held tightly to its one remaining leaf. As gust upon gust of wind ripped through its branches declaring to the world that an early winter had arrived in this barren land, the lead remained. Many others had fallen that day, but the last leaf obstinately held on. It was the last survivor in a seasonal battle that...
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Now if only one of the apartments I'm looking at later will turn out so good. Full blog when I get back.