Our MLMM Saturday Mix metaphor this week is:
In a class of fifty, three struck up a friendship that was to last for decades.
If ever one was in trouble, they could count on the others for support.
Their nickname at school had been The Birds, though it had nothing to do with Alfred Hitchcock’s classic movie. Some wag had come up with it as a snide reference to Birds of a Feather.
They all came from the wrong side of the tracks and single parent families. Each was independent and streetwise, not taking anything for granted and any good fortune with a degree of caution.
Not for them the casual acquaintances, fickle fads and fashionable trends, using people for personal gain, and dumping them when they were no longer a convenience.
Through thick and thin, The Birds thrived, which is more than could be said for the 47 others who one by one fell by the wayside of life.
They may have been taunted in their youth, but these Birds of a Feather did indeed flock together and they had never looked back.