Irene Hannon - Rainbow's End

Her pace slowed a bit, and she looked down to stroke the baby bird’s head. “I wish it were that easy.” Her voice was so soft he had to lean close to catch her comment.

They’d reached the back porch and he stopped at the bottom of the steps as she ascended. There was a world of meaning in her simple remark. A profound sadness that touched his soul. “Is there anything I can do to help?” he asked. When his husky tone brought a startled look to her face, he cleared his throat and gestured toward the bird. “I could build you a little box to keep it in.”

Dipping her head, she shielded her eyes from his view. “That’s okay. I’ve got one in the kitchen that will do. But thank you.”

With that she retreated to the house and closed the door.

Long after she’d disappeared inside, Keith remained at the bottom of the steps, his expression pensive. The woman in the store had been right. His landlady did take in strays. She’d adopted an abandoned baby bird, determined to nurse it back to health. She wanted to help the ragtag little boy. She’d given him shelter when he had nowhere else to go. But while she tended to those in need, who tended to her?

Shoving his fists into his pockets, Keith turned and set out across the meadow. His distraction blinded him to the flowers all around him, which were struggling upright again after the storm, and to the spruce trees that were shaking the weight of the rain off their boughs and once more lifting them to the heavens.

Nor did he see the woman peering from behind a curtain in the upper window, who watched him go.

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