“You feed the birds every day.” She throws her hands up with a huff. “I know, and yet instead of leaving when they’re satisfied, they keep begging for more.” My eye twitches. Is she fucking with me? By the way she frowns and shrugs helplessly, I don’t think so. Crossing my arms, I rock back on my heels. “I don’t think you understand birds.” “That’s definitely true.”
