Formulated for The Haunted Wordsmith’s Prompt Follow the Birds 🦢
” Agnus, where are we? Somehow we’ve strayed from the group. Did I make a wrong turn? Why didn’t you tell me? What if they don’t recognize we’re gone? ”
” Oh John, breathe honey, before you have an anxiety attack. Look, there! The rest of the group is just on the otherside of that bend. Just follow the birds, John, just follow the birds.”
John chuckled, her sweetness mixed with a pinch of sarcastic humor is only one of a million reasons why he loved her so.