The Man Who Cried Bird
“It’s a blue cardinal, look.”
Roy looked as Andre swiped through the photos he’d taken of the bird perched on the branches of the tree near the picnic area of his park he’d visited that weekend.
“There’s no such bird, Andre.”
Andre closed his eyes and inhaled through his nose. “That’s because no one has seen him, until now.”
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