I started to slowly clean up the mess Big J had left. My pigeon heart has sunk to my vent region. There's no point in living anymore.
While I'm cleaning up I hear daddy j wake up.
I froze.
There's nothing but silence.
J comes up behind me, grabbing me then makes me face him.
He looked even more autism's than usual.
I was like
"Hey J"
And then he was like
"..."
Then I was like
" j why did you do that to my tapey tape?"
And jAson was like
"..."
He slowly pointed to his soggy , gripping my small pigeon body tighter.
My pigeon life is over. What happened to the old daddy j?
