He felt better about his intentions. He would neither embalm the corpse nor enclose it in swaddling cloth-like bindings. Mandy would have no interest in a bird all wrapped up. He needed to learn more about tana leaves.
He continued to the library knowing his stratagem made little sense, but nothing else did, either. Whatever happened, however, the sky would not collapse nor the moon spin off its orbit into deep space. He would continue with his plan to give the little fellow a second chance at life.
The township library, at this time of morning, was not at all crowded and he was able to find what he wanted without needless delay. He knew where the card catalog was and made his way to it. Foster stood before row after row of drawers, then walked over to the E section and began examining t
