She had given part of her land to the town for a park, and the town named the park after her: Samellson Park. It was old the lady who owned it was old. My mother never called the place a farm she always called it THE ESTATE. The rest were hidden by trees and shrubs. I could see only the roof windows from our second floor apartment. The greenhouse had clean windows they shone in the sun. There was still a small farm across the street it included a big white house, a greenhouse, a caretaker’s house, and a pump painted green without a handle. Our apartment house had grown on a farm about ten years before. Jennifer was sitting in one of the trees in this woods. I walked the back way because it passed through a little woods that I liked. We had moved to the apartment house in town in September just before school started, and I walked alone because I didn’t have anyone to walk with. I always walked the back road to school, and I always walked alone. We were told to dress in costume for the school Halloween parade. This particular lunch hour was only a little different from usual because of Halloween. It was Halloween, and she was sitting in a tree. I FIRST MET JENNIFER ON my way to school. To Paul, Laurie, and Ross for loving a witch 1
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