A married couple's vacation cruise quickly became the worst experience of their lives. While the husband drank himself into a housekeepers room, his wife got off the giant boat along with all the other passengers to spend some time at each location. The first stop, Brazil.
The woman's tourist-esque hat perched on her head. Her sunglasses rest on her nose. She wandered around the small shanty town, freeing her mind of her husband's whereabouts. She pushed her blonde hair over her shoulder and waived down a taxi.
She got into the car and quickly thanked the driver for stopping. He spoke broken English to her and asked her where to.
"Any good places to eat?" She asked.
He looked at her in the rear view mirror. His hungry eyes pierced her clothing. The man would end up taking her to a secluded location and assaulting her. She would be sold off to other men as a sex worker. She was soon killed after the men learned she had fallen pregnant, but not after the baby was delivered. This small bundle would be dropped off at an auto shop's door step, taken in by the owner.
While her mother's fate would not be uncommon, her own would be an extraordinary story like no other. This is the story of the tiger and the little bird.
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little bird | a.p
Fanfiction"The tiger doesn't eat it, and in exchange, the little bird guides the tiger on his journey, whether he knows it or not."
