HE CAME EVERY DAY TO FEED THE SAME BIRD
Days later, I found a message taped to the bench:“You saw what you weren’t meant to. But maybe that’s good. Come back tomorrow. Same time.” The next morning, a woman sat waiting. Silver braid. Velvet bundle in her lap.“You’re the one who followed the bird?” she asked. Then added softly, “He was my father.” She … Read more