Bird

'Grandpa stopped speaking the day he killed my brother, John. Grandpa kept talking like that, and no one paid him much notice until Bird jumped off a cliff, the cliff at the edge of the tallgrass prairie, the cliff that dropped a good couple hundred feet to a dried-up riverbed below.

,,Bunicul a incetat sa vorbeasca in ziua in care mi-a ucis fratele, John. Bunicul a continuat sa vorbeasca asa si nimeni nu l-a bagat prea mult in seama pana cand Bird a sarit de pe o stanca, stanca de la marginea prerii cu iarba inalta, stanca care cobora cateva sute de metri pana la o albie uscata de dedesubt.