Sammie

When I went back yesterday to try to dig through some of the charred remains I met one of the more horrifying sights since this whole nightmare began.

I thought that my beloved birds had escaped the fire.  They had an aviary, never cages.  Their room had a window.  I thought they had made it out.

A body.  A tiny, lifeless body.  Sammie.  A cockatiel that I had raised from his birth in my home.

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