Oak and Rain spoke for hours about anything and everything, sitting down in the frosty grass overlooking Main Street and the busy people. The two kindred spirits were surrounded by wildflowers and starlight. ‘One thing I still don’t understand’ Rain expressed more confident than before ‘is how you are a tree…and a man?’

He smiled gently with a little giggle and lightly held Rain’s hands, which still had some tears imprinted onto them....