The owlet just holding her dead baby made me sad, but also, I was upset by the fact that the surviving owlets at first looked like they were happy their sibling was gone. My father explained to me, though, that they were begging for attention, because when a parent loses one child, the other children are often compromised for a while as the parent grieves. Yes. Pretty heavy shit for a four or five year old, but I will tell you I’m one of the most well-adjusted people when it comes to certain things in life because I learned these lessons so early. And that should be the point of a children’s book.
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