Poor Fool < 2027 >

"Poor fool," he whispered to himself, a small, sad smile touching his lips. He realized he didn't even care where the bird had gone. It was just a thing.

"Poor thing," he whispered, placing it in his velvet-lined tin. Poor Fool

His neighbor, Mrs. Gable, a stern woman with a sharp eye, scolded him. "Silas, you're looking like a ghost. That bird isn't worth a hot meal." "Poor fool," he whispered to himself, a small,