All tagged His Majesty's Fifth Flying Regiment

“General Hawk,” Justin turns to the grave. “You protected my daughter when she was all alone.” Joy clings to his pants as he speaks. “You saved her life at the cost of yours. You became a dear friend to her.”

Joy buries her head in Justin’s pants. He puts his hand on her head and continues. “You were a hero and a great man and a great friend. I will always thank you for everything you did.”

Everyone nods. The dozens of bird people filling the backyard of our apartment on this tiny island is nodding as well.

Justin takes Joy in his hands. “You want to say a few words to General Hawk?”

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On the small island that now holds Suzy’s and mine’s suburban apartment, there isn’t a lot of room. Bonny’s Revenge, my son’s flying warship, is docked in the front. There’s a heap of dust which apparently has now remained behind and forever, right next to Bonny’s Revenge. Its purpose, apparently, is to get dirty post showers. And now, in the back, is a grave.

Joy, Justin, and Charlie dug a small hole, enough to put in a tombstone.

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