Chapter 3

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The next morning, I was back in the trees. I had found a different tree to climb, and I was sitting on a sturdy branch, waiting for Dax to come out of the tent. I had watched the sunrise earlier, and now I was bathing in its warm rays. I started humming the song Little Bird by Ed Sheeran, and soon I couldn't resist the urge to start singing it.

"If we take this bird in

With its broken leg

We could nurse it

She said

Come inside for

A little lie down with me

If you fall asleep

It wouldn't be the worst thing

But when I wake up

You make up is on

My shoulder

And tell me if I lie down

Would you stay now and let me hold ya

Oh

But if I kiss you

Will your mouth read this truth

Darlin' how I miss you

Strawberries taste how lips do

And it's not complete yet

Mustn't get our feet wet

'Cause that leads to regret

Divin' in too soon

And I'll owe it all to you, oh

My little bird...

My little bird

If we take a walk out

In the morning dew

We could lay down

So I'm next to you

Come inside for

A little homemade tea

If you fall asleep then

At least you're next to me

And if I wake up

You see it's late love

Go back to sleep

I'm covered by nature

And I'm safe now

Underneath this oak tree

With you beside me

(Chorus)

And I'll owe it all to you, oh

My little bird...

My little bird

My little bird...

You're my little bird"

I stopped there when I noticed Dax come out of the tent frantically. I hurried down as he started calling for me. When I hit the ground, I kicked a pebble toward him to try to get his attention as I hurried towards him. I brushed his shoulder with my fingertips. He turned around and sighed before crossing his arms over his chest again.

"You were in the trees again, weren't you?" He asked suspiciously.

I looked down for a second, then turned my eyes up and looked at him through my lashes.

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