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My other brother, Darryl, phoned this afternoon to chat about the Roseate Spoonbill walking along the edge of the lake behind his house, and the Wood Stork preaching to a congregation of attentive egrets. Since Janet had her bout with cancer, he’s been careful to notice small glories like these.
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Lovely writing, lovely birds (says the bird nerd). Don't you mean your other brother Darryl?
Point taken. I've added italics.
Ha!
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