Last week a car sideswiped it after it jumped onto the sidewalk.
Today, it is flat. The quince is not more. I have taken notice of it ever since I moved to this neighbourhood 6 years ago, and was very fond of the sturdy, unlovely-in-winter little tree. It always redeemed itself in the spring, and I hoped for a fruit to ripen for me every fall.
What punishment for a tree killer?