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**_ “I will not walk this earth without you…” she whispered to the sapling  as she carefully placed it in the ground. Brody’s hands trembled, caked with dirt and memories. It had been her grandmother’s favorite tree- a rare species now on the brink of extinction. For years, they’d tended to it together in the backyard, watching it gr0w alongside their bond._**

**_ When wildfires ravaged their town last summer, the ancient tree was lost. But brody  hadmanaged to save a single seed. Now, as she patted the soil around the tiny sprout, she felt  her grandmother’s presence. This wasn’t just about preserving a species. It was about keeping a promise, maintaining  a connection. _**

**_“. We’ll  face this changing world together,” brody murmured. “Your roots will be my anchor, your leaves my shelter. And as you grow, so will our story. “ She stood, brushing off her knees. The sapling seemed to sway in agreement, ready to embark on their shared journey through an uncertain future._**