She stared out of the paned glass window, watching the trees being blown bare by the gale force. Brendon was silent. He rested his brow on his hand and conveyed magnificent tragedy by his pose. But not once in these ten years had they borne blossom or fruit. She patted John's head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy.
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