So the Little Bird Said.
'So what do you want me to do?'
'Let's break up.'
'Break up!? What in the world do you mean? We're not kids anymore!'
'Its for the good of everyone in the family-'
'Its not. Don't lie to yourself. Its a stupid decision, and you know it can't happen.'
'I can't live with you knowing that you love someone else.'
'You know its a lie. Its a terrible lie. Don't you at least trust me that much?'
'I can but I can't fight the facts with trust alone! I don't want to live with you anymore, get out.'
'Oh, so its my fault now? Don't you think its yours too?'
'My fault? It never was! This whole thing was your doing.'
'Yeah? Maybe if you spent some time not talking about your work, our daughter would've at least remembered to draw you in the family picture.'
'I did no such thing. Say another word, and I will stop being graceful.'
'You didn't even go to her birthday. You're nothing to her. You're a terrible excuse of a parent!'
'Don't talk to me like that, you f*c*ing b*st*rd. I'm more of a parent than you ever will be.'
'She's coming with me.'
'No she isn't, stay away from her. You've made her cry.'
'Enough with the b*llsh*t! Hand her to me, I love her like you never have, and never will!'
'NEVER.'
'Put down. The knife. Don't be rash.'
'DIE.'
'You- You're a f*c*ing lunatic! ARGH.'
'MY ARM- DIE.'
The little girl put down the two dolls in her hand, clothes torn and limbs mangled, and she look'd up at the inspector with pale blue eyes, and expressionlessly she said, 'and that's what would've happen'd if daddy didn't kill himself first',
and then oh-so innocently, she smiled.
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