Late one night, when he was asleep, I ripped the note into tiny shreds and left the mess on the table beside his bed. I put the X'd out heart with Kay's name in it on top.
I sat outside his window and watched his eyes get as big as dinner plates when he saw the shredded breakup note in the morning. He called around to all of his friends but no one knew how it could have happened.
Was she a witch?
A cat burglar?
Of course, it never occurred to him that she had a vengeful owl watching her back. I screeched my version of "Hey asshole, don't sleep with your window open" when I flew away.
I might not be able to kiss but this beak and I can get a job done.