The Breaking Tree
A Short Story by Jack Mint William unfolded the buck knife and knelt in the grass behind his family’s homestead. He meant to carve the initials of the woman walking through his sixteen-year-old dreams. However, his knife could not cut the bark of the tree. He tried to start again the first initial of the girl he thought was the prettiest in his tiny, rural school. The bark seemed hard as stone. William went to the neighboring tree and carved Sue Ellen’s initials next to his without any problem. He thought it was strange but went to bed to dream…