When the birds stopped singing

This took about two days of writing, a week of trying to perfect the ending (and not succeeding) and a day of final touches, but now, may I present to you dear friends: whatever this is! Inspired by the oh-so rare sunny and vibrant days that August decided to throw at me, here is a short story about... well, why don't you find out for yourself, eh? And last but surely not least, I want to thank my good friend (and employer) for not getting (too much) annoyed by me just typing away on my phone (although I was maybe supposed to be working...)

PS. I have no idea what else I have published on here and I'm not going to find out, so, I'm just saying... beware.