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The landscape men trimmed the trees outside Olivia’s office window. It was necessary, because the branches were providing easy access for squirrels to the roof.

She watched them remove a series of ash branches, working up to a large one near the top. When the workers cut it, it didn’t fall. The remaining branches were thick enough to hold it up and it hung there, suspended, the cut section swinging slowly with the movements of the tree.