Mango Tree.
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Mango Tree It was the rosiest mango. It had grown full and big, attaining a shiny red colour. It seemed to be bursting with juice, and after a feeling of disbelief Ma Procop's mouth watered as she thought how sweet it must be, especially as it was surely the last one the tree would yield for that season. Sitting and leaning against the trunk of the mango tree to rest a little and the better to enjoy the fruit, she wiped it carefully with her hands and sunk her teeth unto the skin. The juice was so lovely that Ma Procop thought she wanted to keep the mango tree forever. So that it would always produce juicy, amber colourful fruit. She was going to leave the tree were it was. Then, Ma Procop thought about the other people who bought the mangoes from her. She longed for them to be precious like...

