BYRRD
A tale of the lone and the lonely.

The Story

Ms Byrrd

She finished talking and I screwed up all my courage to speak.  I said: you've always got me, you can come sit on the bench and wait for me.  And one day, maybe, we might marry and you could take my name.

She smiled at me, a peaceful, contented smile looking at me for a minute before she spoke.

Oh, my dear Henry, I will always be Ms Byrrd

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