The Eleven O'Clock Sparrow
mysteryEveryoneMrs. Otto was still at her newsstand, stacking papers. 'Where is everybody?' Elias asked. She lowered her voice. 'Didn't you hear? They're tearing down the fountain Thursday. The whole square's being dug up for a parking lot. Everyone's already packing up to leave.'
Elias felt his chest go tight. A parking lot, right over the only spot that little bird had ever called home. 'Where's this council meeting?' he asked. Mrs. Otto pointed across town. 'Town hall. Started ten minutes ago. But what can an old man and a newspaper lady do?'
What happens next?
1 ways forwardElias and Mrs. Otto rushed to the town hall and burst in just as a man raised his hand to vote yes on the parking lot. 'Wait!' Elias shouted, holding up a photo of the nest. 'There are baby birds on that fountain.' The room went quiet. The head councilman sighed, then nodded. 'Fine. The vote is postponed until the nest is empty.'