Outside, the rain had stopped and the clouds had gone away and the sky was so clear it seemed like I could see every star ever made. I walked all the way to the back of Gloria Dump's yard. I walked back there and looked at her mistake tree. The bottles were quiet; there wasn't a breeze, so they were just hanging there. I looked at the tree and then I looked up at the sky.

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