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The Eleven O'Clock Sparrow
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On the third spoke, caught in a crack, was a single brown feather. Below it, wedged where the spoke met the rim, sat a tiny twig nest. Two pale eggs rested inside. The sparrow hadn't left the fountain at all. It had been building a home here the whole time.
Elias decided to guard the nest himself. He sat on the fountain's edge all afternoon, shooing off cats and crows. Near eleven the next morning, the sparrow swooped down to the third spoke, right on time, and settled over its two eggs. Elias smiled. 'There you are,' he said quietly.
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