The Day the Birds Came


By Justine Becket

“Mommy, the birds are coming tomorrow.”

“What do you mean? The ones on the lawn?”

“No, the fire ones. We have to pray Mommy.” She had never stifled his imagination, so they prayed the Lord’s Prayer just like she’d taught him.

After midnight, he runs into her room, screaming, “The birds are here, look.”

She moves the curtain and sees the sky alight with fire. The first phoenix lands on the lawn. Her mother always said that the world would end in fire.

“Don’t be scared Mommy, they’re pretty and we prayed, they wont burn us.”


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