Chapter One

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I groaned as I stared at the door, dreading what lay beyond. Know I had to tell him was the worst thing in the world.

My brother, Denver, had a beautiful bird that always used to sit on his shoulder. And I had just witnessed it's death.

As the only witness, I was the one to tell him, or so my other brother, Rennie, told me.

I flicked my dark hair out of my eyes and slowly turned the door handle.

The door creaked loudly as I opened it. Denver looked up at me.

"Hey kiddo! Where's Marty? I haven't seen him all day?"

I sighed. Of course. The first thing he says is about the bird.

I looked at the floor, avoiding Denver's eyes.

"He's....... He's d-" I sighed. "Dead."

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