"Brendan turned his head to follow the bird’s progress, and watched as it flew past Simon and Jane – both of them stepping back to allow it out of the room – and into the rest of the house. The movement of its wings was a small-scale miracle: so much fury and motion suggesting such calm and silence. The sight triggered a chain of detonations, submerged memories exploding at random inside Brendan’s head, but they went up in smoke before he could grab them."
- Silent Voices
(c) Gary McMahon 2011
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