My neighbor insisted I remove my apple tree—then one morning, I woke up to my entire yard buried in apples.

me.

And somehow, the tree that had once represented only grief became the centre of an entire community.

Dean had been right from the beginning.

All I needed to do was give it time.

The tree surprised me.

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