Seasons
I couldn't believe how long this was taking. It had been nearly three hours since Kelsey, Kel by most, asked me to meet her at the tree. I gaze up at the tall tree that better resembles an oak than a pear tree--no pear tree was so tall or so broad. I had only been five years old when I first found the tree in the forest surrounding the city. It was off the path leading to an old quarry where many of us liked to go swimming.
