The crow almost hit her face, and she stifled a scream. Its inert body hung from the neem tree by twine tied around its legs. Her mouth had been open talking to Richie, and the bird’s charcoal-gray feathers nearly brushed her lip when she swung her head around. It was only eight in the morning, […]
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