animal, coin, signature, scarf

the coin flipped in the air.
tails - she willed it. tails.
he pulled his scarf tight.
heads.
her signature glowed on the paper.
beaming, he leant down to pick up the rotting cage. the small animal. still and sleeping.
have anything else, she said. garwyn, please...
he eyed her beautiful prints, her foreign chairs, the gold that hung from her neck. he shook his head and smiled.
that moment, she asked the sky to fall.
that moment, he left - her heart locked in the tiny metal box.