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    The Squirrel in My Life: A Story of Affection and Survival

      It was approaching lunch time, and I was peeling apples by the sink under the north window of the kitchen. Alongside the kitchen window is a small balcony facing north. Beside the balcony is a tall Du Ying tree. Suddenly, a gray lightning flashed across the window. Suddenly, the lightning swept into the Duying tree like a whirlwind and turned into a rustling sound.   I knew it was that guy coming.   It always first leaps from the eaves somewhere outside the window into the dense shade of the Duying tree to hide in order to detect the situation at the scene. This so-called “site” is where I feed it every…

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