The Bird Catcher by Karen Rothboeck

The lonely boy wore red to attract hummingbirds. He stood beside the feeder for hours some days, reaching out to grab the emerald and ruby birds. He felt their hearts, which fluttered like moths in his hand. He watched their beaks, needles sewing invisible thread, as the birds struggled.

He never held them too long nor too tightly. There were hundreds he couldn’t catch. He kept hoping he would find Anna, who hatched in the thimble-sized nest outside his window. He missed her. All he had to remember her by was two halves of a tiny white egg.

© Copyright 2016 Karen Rothboeck. All rights reserved.
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Since retiring, Karen Rothboeck  has enjoyed having time to write. Her stories appear in Write Around Whidbey, an anthology published by the Whidbey Writers Group.