The pigeon pecking imaginary seed on the outside ledge thought it strange that Alan should open the office window and join her – his long gangly, shaky, legs unfit for perching eleven floors up. ‘Don’t worry little bird, I won’t be here long,’ he said at last standing with his back to the glass, the … Continue reading The Jump by SJ Butler
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