Little Bird by Tiffany Meuret

Author:Tiffany Meuret [Meuret, Tiffany]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Spot Books
Published: 2021-11-09T07:04:27+00:00

Her personal favorite—and it was near impossible to choose among them—came from her favorite/least favorite client of all.

You’re lucky you contacted me. I had just called my cousin, if you know what I mean—Jackie

None of this should have surprised her. None of it did, honestly, but she still found herself stuck to her seat in surprise. Not all the messages were bad—in fact, many wished her well and thanked her for reaching out. Most clients said nothing at all, which suggested they had already moved on, or didn’t really care, or simply—and more astoundingly—understood. Then, there was the Jackies, the people who legitimately thought that an appropriate course of action to less than perfect customer service was to hire goons to inflict grievous bodily harm to the service provider, to stalk them to their home and punch them in the face. Granted, she knew Jackie well enough to know he was bluffing, yet to have the gall to actually speak these words to her while she was in the middle of a personal emergency, well, the lack of empathy was simply appalling. Then again, was she so different?

Without responding to any of them, she slammed her laptop shut and tapped nervous fingers on the tabletop. “I picked a fine day to try and stop drinking.”

Po’s ears perked but fell again after a moment. The house seemed dark and dreary, perhaps darkness was on account of her mood, or perhaps it was the sheets she’d pinned across the windows. The clock on the microwave blinked the time, one in the afternoon, but it felt like the twilight of morning in here. She should open a window, let the light in, but squatting in the back was Skelly, and Sue might catch her eyes if she opened the front.

Josie went to the closed front curtain to sneak a peek. If Sue was out then she’d just deal with the dreariness, but before she even touched the curtain her primal senses picked up on a wrongness. It took her a minute to figure out what it was—there was no light. Usually, an ambient, afternoon sun burned fluorescent through the curtains, but they were dark as night at one in the afternoon.

She pulled at the edges of the curtain, unsure what to expect. Letting the fabric drop back into place, she paused before allowing a deep sigh to escape. “This is … interesting.”

Po remained in his deep sleep, unconcerned with her current plight. He didn’t even lift an ear as she raked the curtain across the rod, exposing a black window.

Vines.

Vines plastered against her window with such immaculate precision that not a drop of light broke through their barrier. With the flash of her phone, she traced their weave across the glass, a sensation that could only be described as monumental heartburn rising in her throat.

This was a problem. Skelly and her vines had always been a problem, but now they were a hyper-visible problem, and those were the type to invite all sorts of unwanted opinions into her life.

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