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Two blocks.
There you go.
Why do they call it The Three Stooges?
- I mean, there's five of them.
- What?
Well, yeah, there's Moe, Larry, Curly,
Shemp and Curly Joe.
- Yeah, but they only have three at a time.
- Yeah.
You know, I hate Curly Joe.
I mean, he shouldn't even be a Stooge.
Listen, girl,
I'm this close to calling the police.
You are trespassing and obstructing
progress on a contracted job.
- What's going on?
- Either you come down...
- ...or we're gonna cut you down.
- You guys, come up here with me.
They won't cut it down
if we're all up here.
- Bus, bus, bus.
- Juli was frantic.
They wanted to cut down her tree.
I couldn't understand why
that mutant tangle of gnarly branches...
- ...meant so much to her.
- Bryce, please.
- I felt bad for her.
- Leave her.
But I wasn't about to cut school over it.
Come on, bro.
Why isn't she your friend, Bryce?
You'd have to know Juli.
Well, I'd like to.
Why?
That girl has an iron backbone.
Why don't you invite her over sometime?
An iron backbone?
She's just stubborn...
...and she's pushy beyond belief.
Is that so?
And she's been stalking me
since the second grade.
Well, a girl like that
doesn't live next door to everyone.
Lucky them.
Read this.
Without prejudice.
Like I needed to know
anything more about Juli Baker.
Juli wasn't at the bus stop
the next morning.
Or the morning after that.
She was at school,
but you'd never know it.
- Little Joe? He's got so much makeup on...
- He doesn't age.
I told myself I should be glad about it.
I mean, isn't that what
I'd always wanted?
But still, I felt bad for her.
I was gonna tell her I was sorry,
but then I thought, hey, no...
...that's the last thing I needed:
Juli Baker thinking I missed her.
I see why you like to come out here.
Would you mind explaining it
to your mother?
I loved to watch my father paint.
Or really, I loved to hear him talk
while he painted.
I learned a lot about my dad that way.
He told me all sorts of things...
...like how he got his first job delivering hay
and how he'd wished he'd finished college.
Then one day he surprised me.
What's going on with you
and, uh, Bryce Loski?
What do you mean? Nothing.
Oh, okay.
My mistake.
Why would you even think that?
No reason.
Just that you...
...talk about him all the time.
I do?
Mm-hm.
I don't know.
I guess it's something about his eyes.
Or maybe his smile.
But what about him?
- What?
- You have to look at the whole landscape.
What does that mean?
A painting is more
than the sum of its parts.
A cow by itself is just a cow.
A meadow by itself is just grass,
flowers.
And the sun peeking through the trees
is just a beam of light.
But you put them all together...
...and it can be magic.
I didn't really understand
what he was saying until one afternoon...
...when I was up in the sycamore tree.
I was rescuing a kite.
It was a long way up,
higher than I'd ever been.
And the higher I got,
the more amazed I was by the view.
I began to notice
how wonderful the breeze smelled.
Like sunshine and wild grass.
I couldn't stop breathing it in...
...filling my lungs
with the sweetest smell I'd ever known.
Hey, you found my kite.
Bryce, you should come up here.
It's so beautiful.
I can't. I sprained my, um...
I have a rash.
From that moment on,
that became my spot.
I could sit there for hours,
just looking out at the world.
Some days the sunsets
would be purple and pink.
And some days
they were a blazing orange...
...setting fire to the clouds
on the horizon.
It was during one of those sunsets
that my father's idea...
...of the whole being greater
than the sum of its parts...
...moved from my head to my heart.
Some days I would get there extra early
to watch the sunrise.
One morning
I was making mental notes...
...of how the streaks of light
were cutting through the clouds...
...so I could tell my dad...
...when I heard a noise below.
Excuse me.
Excuse me. I'm sorry, but you can't
park there. That's a bus stop.
Hey, what are you doing up there?
You can't be up there,
we're gonna take this thing down.
- The tree?
- Yeah. Now come on down.
- But who told you, you could cut it down?
- The owner.
Why?
He's gonna build a house,
and this tree's in the way.
- So come on, girl, we got work to do.
- You can't cut it down. You just can't.
Listen, girl.
I'm this close to calling the police.
You are trespassing and obstructing
progress on a contracted job.
Now either you come down,
or we're gonna cut you down.
Go ahead. Cut me down.
I'm not coming down.
I'm never coming down.
Bryce. You guys, come up here with me.
They won't cut it down
if we're all up here.
Bryce, please don't let them do this.
Come on, you guys.
Bryce, please. You don't have to
come up this high. Just a little ways.
Bryce, please. Please.
What happened after that was a blur.
It seemed like the whole town was there.
But still I wouldn't move.
Then my father showed up.
He talked a fireman into letting him come up
to where I was.
Sweetie, it's time to come down.
Daddy, please don't let them do this.
- Sweetie...
- Daddy, look.
You can see everything.
You can see the whole world from here.
No view is worth my daughter's safety.
Now, come on.
I can't.
Julianna, it's time to come down now.
Please, Daddy.
It's time.
And that was it.
I must've cried for two weeks straight.
Oh, sure, I went to school
and did the best I could...
...but nothing seemed to matter.
- Juli?
- Huh?
Do you know the answer?
Uh, the Peloponnesian War?
I'm sure that's the answer
to something...
...but I was looking for the area
of a rhomboid.
Somehow, rhomboids
and isosceles right triangles...
...didn't seem so important.
I rode my bike so I wouldn't have to pass
by the stump...
...that used to be the earth's
most magnificent sycamore tree.
But no matter what I did,
I couldn't stop thinking about it.
Are you okay?
It was just a tree.
No, it wasn't just a tree.
I never want you to forget how you felt
when you were up there.
Thanks, Dad.
It was the first thing I saw every morning...
...and the last thing I saw
before I went to sleep.
And once I could look at it
without crying...
...I saw more than the tree
and what being up there meant to me.
I saw the day that my view of things
around me started changing.
And I wondered,
did I still feel the same things about Bryce?
I've never been a huge fan of eggs.
I mean, I could always just take them
or leave them.
That is, until one day
in Skyler Brown's garage...
...when my feelings about eggs
were solidified.
Hey, hey, hey. Guys.
Edna's found her breakfast.
I mean, if a slimy reptile
found them appetizing...
...there was certainly no place for them
in my diet.
Oh, man, that's so cool.
She doesn't even have to chew.
I mean, think of all the time you'd save.
I could've gone my whole life
not knowing that snakes eat eggs raw...
...if it hadn't been for Lynetta.
She had a major-league thing
for Skyler Brown.
I think it's gross.
He and Juli's brothers,
Matt and Mark, had formed a band.
And Lynetta would watch them practice.
That is so neat.
How about that, huh, Bryce?
Yeah. Neat.
So, Brycie, how do you think
he's gonna digest that?
There you go.
Why do they call it The Three Stooges?
- I mean, there's five of them.
- What?
Well, yeah, there's Moe, Larry, Curly,
Shemp and Curly Joe.
- Yeah, but they only have three at a time.
- Yeah.
You know, I hate Curly Joe.
I mean, he shouldn't even be a Stooge.
Listen, girl,
I'm this close to calling the police.
You are trespassing and obstructing
progress on a contracted job.
- What's going on?
- Either you come down...
- ...or we're gonna cut you down.
- You guys, come up here with me.
They won't cut it down
if we're all up here.
- Bus, bus, bus.
- Juli was frantic.
They wanted to cut down her tree.
I couldn't understand why
that mutant tangle of gnarly branches...
- ...meant so much to her.
- Bryce, please.
- I felt bad for her.
- Leave her.
But I wasn't about to cut school over it.
Come on, bro.
Why isn't she your friend, Bryce?
You'd have to know Juli.
Well, I'd like to.
Why?
That girl has an iron backbone.
Why don't you invite her over sometime?
An iron backbone?
She's just stubborn...
...and she's pushy beyond belief.
Is that so?
And she's been stalking me
since the second grade.
Well, a girl like that
doesn't live next door to everyone.
Lucky them.
Read this.
Without prejudice.
Like I needed to know
anything more about Juli Baker.
Juli wasn't at the bus stop
the next morning.
Or the morning after that.
She was at school,
but you'd never know it.
- Little Joe? He's got so much makeup on...
- He doesn't age.
I told myself I should be glad about it.
I mean, isn't that what
I'd always wanted?
But still, I felt bad for her.
I was gonna tell her I was sorry,
but then I thought, hey, no...
...that's the last thing I needed:
Juli Baker thinking I missed her.
I see why you like to come out here.
Would you mind explaining it
to your mother?
I loved to watch my father paint.
Or really, I loved to hear him talk
while he painted.
I learned a lot about my dad that way.
He told me all sorts of things...
...like how he got his first job delivering hay
and how he'd wished he'd finished college.
Then one day he surprised me.
What's going on with you
and, uh, Bryce Loski?
What do you mean? Nothing.
Oh, okay.
My mistake.
Why would you even think that?
No reason.
Just that you...
...talk about him all the time.
I do?
Mm-hm.
I don't know.
I guess it's something about his eyes.
Or maybe his smile.
But what about him?
- What?
- You have to look at the whole landscape.
What does that mean?
A painting is more
than the sum of its parts.
A cow by itself is just a cow.
A meadow by itself is just grass,
flowers.
And the sun peeking through the trees
is just a beam of light.
But you put them all together...
...and it can be magic.
I didn't really understand
what he was saying until one afternoon...
...when I was up in the sycamore tree.
I was rescuing a kite.
It was a long way up,
higher than I'd ever been.
And the higher I got,
the more amazed I was by the view.
I began to notice
how wonderful the breeze smelled.
Like sunshine and wild grass.
I couldn't stop breathing it in...
...filling my lungs
with the sweetest smell I'd ever known.
Hey, you found my kite.
Bryce, you should come up here.
It's so beautiful.
I can't. I sprained my, um...
I have a rash.
From that moment on,
that became my spot.
I could sit there for hours,
just looking out at the world.
Some days the sunsets
would be purple and pink.
And some days
they were a blazing orange...
...setting fire to the clouds
on the horizon.
It was during one of those sunsets
that my father's idea...
...of the whole being greater
than the sum of its parts...
...moved from my head to my heart.
Some days I would get there extra early
to watch the sunrise.
One morning
I was making mental notes...
...of how the streaks of light
were cutting through the clouds...
...so I could tell my dad...
...when I heard a noise below.
Excuse me.
Excuse me. I'm sorry, but you can't
park there. That's a bus stop.
Hey, what are you doing up there?
You can't be up there,
we're gonna take this thing down.
- The tree?
- Yeah. Now come on down.
- But who told you, you could cut it down?
- The owner.
Why?
He's gonna build a house,
and this tree's in the way.
- So come on, girl, we got work to do.
- You can't cut it down. You just can't.
Listen, girl.
I'm this close to calling the police.
You are trespassing and obstructing
progress on a contracted job.
Now either you come down,
or we're gonna cut you down.
Go ahead. Cut me down.
I'm not coming down.
I'm never coming down.
Bryce. You guys, come up here with me.
They won't cut it down
if we're all up here.
Bryce, please don't let them do this.
Come on, you guys.
Bryce, please. You don't have to
come up this high. Just a little ways.
Bryce, please. Please.
What happened after that was a blur.
It seemed like the whole town was there.
But still I wouldn't move.
Then my father showed up.
He talked a fireman into letting him come up
to where I was.
Sweetie, it's time to come down.
Daddy, please don't let them do this.
- Sweetie...
- Daddy, look.
You can see everything.
You can see the whole world from here.
No view is worth my daughter's safety.
Now, come on.
I can't.
Julianna, it's time to come down now.
Please, Daddy.
It's time.
And that was it.
I must've cried for two weeks straight.
Oh, sure, I went to school
and did the best I could...
...but nothing seemed to matter.
- Juli?
- Huh?
Do you know the answer?
Uh, the Peloponnesian War?
I'm sure that's the answer
to something...
...but I was looking for the area
of a rhomboid.
Somehow, rhomboids
and isosceles right triangles...
...didn't seem so important.
I rode my bike so I wouldn't have to pass
by the stump...
...that used to be the earth's
most magnificent sycamore tree.
But no matter what I did,
I couldn't stop thinking about it.
Are you okay?
It was just a tree.
No, it wasn't just a tree.
I never want you to forget how you felt
when you were up there.
Thanks, Dad.
It was the first thing I saw every morning...
...and the last thing I saw
before I went to sleep.
And once I could look at it
without crying...
...I saw more than the tree
and what being up there meant to me.
I saw the day that my view of things
around me started changing.
And I wondered,
did I still feel the same things about Bryce?
I've never been a huge fan of eggs.
I mean, I could always just take them
or leave them.
That is, until one day
in Skyler Brown's garage...
...when my feelings about eggs
were solidified.
Hey, hey, hey. Guys.
Edna's found her breakfast.
I mean, if a slimy reptile
found them appetizing...
...there was certainly no place for them
in my diet.
Oh, man, that's so cool.
She doesn't even have to chew.
I mean, think of all the time you'd save.
I could've gone my whole life
not knowing that snakes eat eggs raw...
...if it hadn't been for Lynetta.
She had a major-league thing
for Skyler Brown.
I think it's gross.
He and Juli's brothers,
Matt and Mark, had formed a band.
And Lynetta would watch them practice.
That is so neat.
How about that, huh, Bryce?
Yeah. Neat.
So, Brycie, how do you think
he's gonna digest that?
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