Bird. A good name for her. She wasn't a sparrow or a songbird, though. She stood so straight, and her face… — Patricia Reilly Giff

He was laughing again. What was it about Bird that made him do that?

"With just the sweep of a pen, Thomas, you can change the world, all of it."

But that was a realworld, and he didn't have to put it down on paper. He ripped the page out of the book, tore it into shreds, and threw them behind the tree, where they settled into the weeds.