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This is deep.
I watched a squirrel be killed by a car and a fellow squirrel keep going to it, seemingly imploring it to get up. I parked, found something in the trunk with which to gently pick it up, and placed it under a tree, so the other squirrel could mourn without being hit. Broke my heart.

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Michelle Teheux
Michelle Teheux

Written by Michelle Teheux

Lover of literature. Former newspaper editor. Fascinated by everything. Contact: michelleteheux@gmail.com. To buy me a coffee: https://ko-fi.com/michelleteheux

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