Luckily, Amma had a lot of practice dealing with the easily irritated. She cleared her throat despite that she wasn’t speaking aloud, and smiled despite that she wasn’t sure the tree could really see her. Of course, so sorry to bother you, but I had to come when I saw one of your leaves in the wildwood. I was only wondering if maybe I could trouble you for just a few of your lovely seeds? Seeds? The word was like being struck right up against her head, and Amma actually staggered. I’m over fifty thousand years old, and you want seeds? Um, yes? Please? Fuck off, said the tree, and Amma actually
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