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By the time she heard the news, the funeral had taken place; but still the sadness transcended across a dozen states. She wished the trees weren’t so still. “Oh Anna, my dear!” she could nearly hear him. His words, sincere, the last time they’d spoken. Those moments in Indiana felt like yesterday and that crash in Atlanta would always resonate. She wished the trees weren’t so still, as if the pines could weep with her. “Oh Anna, my dear!” she could nearly hear him. His words, sincere, the last time they’d spoken. In the forests of Oregon her breath grew shallow. The air was fractured in the morning storm and Anna’s world felt hollow. She wished the trees weren’t so still, as if the pines could weep with her. Move along now, you’re next. This line won’t wait for us. Like Ian, soon Anna, we will all fail the test. Move along now, you’re next. This line won’t wait for us. “Oh Anna, my dear!” she could nearly hear him. His words, sincere, keep us all heartbroken.

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