His Parrot Never Says It Loves Me
From the back cover
Raymond kept a parrot that could say "I love you." But I'd been living in his house for six months. I bought it toys, sat it in the sun with me, even took a course on bird care. It still wouldn't say one word of love to me. Raymond always laughed at how silly I was. "What does a bird understand? You're really going to butt heads with it?" I thought that was just its nature. Until the week before the wedding, when my best friend Simone came with me to try on the wedding gown.
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