The tree ... what can I say about the tree?
It has always been a part of our family life. Since we were children, Ben and I have clambered in it, not caring if our clothes got muddied. And then, as we grew older, it became a place to sit with our friends.
Our parents used to have picnics in the shade of its large branches, too.
It's a big tree, but the branches start low, so it is perfect for climbing. Still, I remember at the age of five having to be lifted up by Ben. That was when we used to get on well.
I can't believe it's fallen.
"Are you sure?" I whisper, hoping against hope that he's mistaken.