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Bird

Juan laid on the floor in deep thought. This reminded her of some time she had experienced before. This exact sentence, this exact mood. She had felt it with her husband. The one she killed. 

It was when they were teenagers. When they had learned of their presence to each other, when they had noticed the other person and began to draw towards each other. Before this, they had known about each other for a while but never really tried to understand each other or cross the boundaries they were starting to cross. 

He had asked her to come with him somewhere. Somewhere passed a gate, a gate that was not hers or his. It was trespassing. He held out his hand to her and had grinned, promising her safety in his arms after they were done with the crazy act they were about to commit.