We moved away from the city to a small community. Just A and me, the kids were already grown up and gone.
People in the community lived in sleeping bags and slept under the stars. In front of our sleeping bags, there was a gigantic silver willow tree, moving left and right in the wind.
One early morning I woke up suddenly and the tree was not moving, kinda frozen, staring at me and one or two of its branches were stuck up in my nose. It told me to have sex with A, because we need more children ...
