As I loosened my grip, he turned a looked at me, wings outspread. I wished him good luck.
He turned away and flew towards some nearby houses, landing in a dense grouping of trees. He disappeared from sight.
From the south she came flying towards the tree. She landed inside the dense foliage also disappearing from sight. She soon emerged and flew to the top of a nearby telephone pole.
He followed, briefly alighting on a vent pipe and then following her to the telephone pole. There they stood side by side.
She left the telephone pole, kee-eee-aaring, a joyous call beckoning him to follow. They had been reunited.
He had left her three months earlier after having been shot and almost dying from blood loss. His will to live was undeniable. Now through his will they have been given another chance.
“All my life through, the new sights of nature made me rejoice like a child.” Marie Curie