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Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.
She laughed for his sake, something she’d never done. Giving away another piece of herself just to have someone else.
“Unworthy boys make a lot of noise,” Ma had said.
The red spot on a herring gull’s bill, Kya knew, was more than decoration. Only when the chicks pecked at the spot with their bills would the parent release the captured food for them. If the red spot was obscured so that the chicks didn’t tap it, the parent wouldn’t feed them and they would die. Even in nature, parenthood is a thinner line than one might think.
The others looked up, then whistled in alarm.
Do deers whistle?!?
The sweeping up the heart, And putting Love away We shall not want to use again Until Eternity.
