_He was walking in the pine grove, with the resinous smell of the trees in his nostrils. Once he had met a smell vaguely like it, far away from Earth._ Forget about that, _a voice said in his mind, but he would never forget_. Everything in the old house seemed just the same as it had been before he went to space.…
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