A True Easter Story

I have a vague recollection of my grandmother once reading this story to me as a child. I am pretty sure I cried. That must have been almost 50 years ago and I don't feel as though I have ever forgotten it, despite having not read it again myself. The title is very telling, if you think about the story.

The Nightingale and the Rose, by Oscar Wilde

Hey, Nick, you'd get on really well with the chicas in Cochabamba, you know! 😂😂😂❤️💓💕