Five For Silver

He found her ring and house key in a bird’s nest in the oak out back.

“How’d you think to look up there?” she asked. He shrugged.

“We looked everywhere else.”

“Can you get down?”

“Probably.”

She shielded her eyes and looked up at him, legs draped on either side of a thick branch, and leaning against the trunk.

“So are you coming down?”

“Not yet. Catch.”

He dropped the items, and she tucked them in her pocket. The telephone rang inside in the house.

“I should get that,” she said.

“Ok,” he said, as the wind rustled the leaves.

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