The Farmer’s Daughter
Copyright©2016 Kecia Sparlin
Dedicated to Reno and Carrie
When a lonely woman is victimized, her paralyzed father, her AI friend, and a young man bearing a tragedy from the north come to her aid.
I was stealing a coin when I met Tanuvia. She waved her arms and shouted. I flapped away in a black flurry of wings but didn’t go far. I still wanted one of the coins. I perched on her windowsill, cawed loudly in irritation, and she scolded, wagging her finger. I focused the monocular of one inky eye, snapped my synthetically-feathered wings, and folded them sleekly to my sides.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.