Sunny spun around in endless circles, laughing brightly and then tumbling down into the sunflowers. She flung her arms out to her sides and flapped freely—like the wings she had always wanted.
I loved it when she laughed like that. She didn't do it often.
Spin and flap.
Spin and flap.
Fall.
It was an endless dance.
...until it stopped.
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Charm of Finches | ✔️
Short StoryFinch and Sunny were playmates from birth. However, as childhood connections and dreams begin to fade, Finch realizes that Sunny's friendship with him is not the only thing that is slipping away...