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It wasn't a long encounter, but it rocked her world.
SHe took a long drag from her cigarette and smiled.
Yes, as for as casual encounters go, this brief exchange left her feeling fulfilled, satisfied.
"Look!" she said, pointing.
There, in the tree, it was. A little nest with four tiny eggs.
"Who do you think built it?"
"A mama bird"
"Yes, but which mama bird?" I asked, hoping she'd make the connection to the red and brown cardinals who'd been hanging around at the feeder as of late.