Dark and lovely was how Polly frequently described me. Now that she is
gone, I am sure she would add one more word to her depiction: deadly. No one, including
my good for nothing family, would ever dare say that the youngest daughter of
Mayor Jessup was a bad seed; which is quite funny if you think about it, because
that’s how I killed her; with a single sunflower seed. And as they lay her to rest
in a shoebox in my backyard I can’t help but look around, and smile, knowing
that I finally am free from that darn bird’s incessant cries.
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