The Cackling of the Crows

Winnie stood up and walked toward me, and sat down on the floor in front of where I was sitting. She grabbed my hand and held it.

"Wow. I didn't think we would end like this! We had a great run! But you know we can't be together anymore, right, Que?"

"What are you talking about, Winnie?"

          "I don't belong anymore ..."