Plumage
“Now he was here, but she didn’t know how to get him to restore her own proper image in her mirror, and moreover she didn’t much care. Reflections just didn’t seem so important anymore. All she cared about was getting back to the forest, and back to Racquel.
It turned out to be surprisingly impossible to find an oval mirror. Throughout the rest of that night and the next morning Sassy ransacked the Sylvan Tower for one, searching the locked floors and the boutiques and even the storerooms, while the other employees cast sidelong glances at her, like there was something wrong with being obsessed? Something odd about being homeless and prowling with a parakeet following you everywhere? Wherever she went, it flew along with her or rode on her shoulder, accenting her sweatshirt with its poop.
Sassy was experiencing an exalted form of desperation which made her care not whether people stared at her or whether there was poop on her sweatshirt. The only point of light in her life right now wa...s the parakeet.MoreLess
It turned out to be surprisingly impossible to find an oval mirror. Throughout the rest of that night and the next morning Sassy ransacked the Sylvan Tower for one, searching the locked floors and the boutiques and even the storerooms, while the other employees cast sidelong glances at her, like there was something wrong with being obsessed? Something odd about being homeless and prowling with a parakeet following you everywhere? Wherever she went, it flew along with her or rode on her shoulder, accenting her sweatshirt with its poop.
Sassy was experiencing an exalted form of desperation which made her care not whether people stared at her or whether there was poop on her sweatshirt. The only point of light in her life right now wa...s the parakeet.MoreLess
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