They Doubted His Pine Trees Until Nineteen Eighty Eight Proved Him Right

with weather and work. Rachel’s roses still grew beside the steps. Emily’s children chased fireflies in the yard, their laughter rising into the warm air.

Emily came onto the porch with two glasses of iced tea and sat beside him.

“County wants to bring another group out next month,” she said.

Tom groaned. “What story?”

She looked at him knowingly. “The continue reading …