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Tytonidae fidgeted as she awaited her uncle's presence. She was not even sure what she would say or do. Was she even brave enough to ask him about all the conversations they'd had over the past month? She furrowed her brow and chewed on her lip. She swatted at a blade of grass with her paw and paced back and forth. When she spotted Uncle Atticus walking toward her, she froze like a stone statue.

When he spoke, Tytonidae wasn't even sure it was his voice at first. Was that the same voice he had used to speak to her while he was trapped inside his head? She racked her brain, trying to remember. But it was no use. “I—” she broke off, suddenly unsure of herself. She started a thousand sentences in her head, but none of them sounded correct. “You aren’t trapped anymore,” she said finally.