终于看到故事的‘现在’式了，一切都是美好的或者不美好的回忆。还有未来的畅想！

真棒的一个故事。

I’ve been sitting here for hours now, just staring out the window at the tree. It
may be little now, but it’ll grow, day by day. And a hundred years from now it’ll
reach clear over the rooftops. It’ll be miles in the air! Already I can tell—it’s
go[……]

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这应该是最核心的一章了吧，写得果然是情感细腻。

Maybe my grandfather’s happy about all this, but I’m miserable. I can’t eat; I
can’t watch TV; I can’t seem to do anything.
So I went to bed early, but I can’t sleep. I’ve watched her house from my
window for hours now. I’ve stared at the sky; I’ve counted sheep. But man, I[……]

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这一章里也有对Bryce很细致的心理描写，对Juli的态度转变：

Spare me. I mean, what’s wrong with letting a guy cut down a tree on his own
property so he can build a house? His lot, his tree, his decision. End of story. The
piece in the paper was gag-me gush.
Except. Except for the places where they quoted Juli. Maybe[……]

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感人的一段！摘录。文字和情感非常细腻的一篇小说，非常棒。

Well, guess who’s just standing there like a statue on my porch?

The Egg Chick.

I about spilled the trash all over the porch. “What are you still doing here?” I asked her.

“I… I don’t know. I was just… thinking.”

“About what?” I was desperate. I neede[……]

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