Mr. Bell," Holly advised him." That was Doc's mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can't give your heart to a wild thing:
the more you do, the stronger they get.
Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into the tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky.
That's how you'll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing.
