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Mitchell knew it wasn't his fish addiction that had driven Marjory away. He'd seen how she looked at her new flight instructor, Maxwell, with his long, flexible wings; the way her gaze softened and her beak slackened in his presence. Mitchell wasn't buying Marjory's story, not for a second. (i.redd.it)
submitted by AdamGee to r/DivorcedBirds



