Crow and Louis
A short story by Beth Eisen.
She found out that she was related to Crow after Louis went to the hospital to die. The phone was ringing as she opened the front door. Out the window, alongside the bird feeder, Crow Broken-Wing turned and looked her in the eye. She didn’t know what to do. She had just got home. She hadn’t even taken off her coat. She still had on her hat and mittens. Crow Broken-Wing didn’t know what to do either. They stood eyeing each other on either side of the window. Frozen, they watched each other. She let the machine pick up.