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    With Two She Flew
    With Two She Flew
    With Two She Flew
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    With Two She Flew

    By Catherine Bodega

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    Three girls in a nest.

    Two girls with "inside eyes."

    One chance to get them home.


    When Daisy--Bird Girl--opens her eyes, she sees the world filled with saints and angels and feelings too big to sort inside her own head. Her friends--both birds and humans--help her stay calm and safe. That is, until Daisy discovers a

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPark End Books LLC
    Release dateDec 4, 2020
    ISBN9781953427045
    With Two She Flew
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    Catherine Bodega

    Catherine is an autistic bookworm who lives in North Carolina in the company of her holy icons and three goofy birds. Her Orthodox Christian faith and love for everyone God has made help her filter the news of the world. She wrote this story for all the autistic little girls who are always underestimated.

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      With Two She Flew - Catherine Bodega

      With Two

      She Flew

      Catherine Bodega

      Sugar Land

      2020

      With Two She Flew

      Copyright 2020 Catherine Bodega

      All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, scanning, or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the Publisher.

      Cover design: Summer Kinard

      Publisher’s Cataloging-in-Publication Data

      Names: Bodega, Catherine, 1995-, Author

      Title: With Two She Flew

      Description: Sugarland [Texas] : Park End Books, 2020.

      Identifiers: ISBN: 978-1-953427-03-8

      Subjects: Juvenile Fiction-Disabilities & Special Needs

      Juvenile Fiction-Social Themes-Religion & Faith

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2020918433

      www.parkendbooks.com

      For the little bird under my wing.

      Daisy Anastasia Burns was just like her pet dove Cooey. Every morning, Cooey sang his song and sorted his seeds. His favorite seeds, he left in the bowl to eat at his leisure. The ones he didn’t like, he tossed onto the floor outside the cage.

      When it came to her own feelings, Daisy had a harder time than Cooey. She could count them—2, 4, 7, 16 feelings at a time—but she could not see the patterns by herself. That’s why Mommy made Daisy her own set of seeds. When Daisy was overwhelmed, she sorted her seeds.

      She put her happy feelings into the veil of the Theotokos, the Mother of God, for safekeeping and her sad ones into Jesus’ arms on the cross for Him to eleison. Eleison was a word for mercy and grace and healing. It was a big word that described the love of a big God who could handle her big feelings.

      Daisy reached into Cooey’s cage and stroked the soft feathers on his neck. The bird cooed and cuddled his face against her warm hand. She whispered to him, Church today, Cooey. I’ll look to see if the Holy Spirit looks like you today. She knew that God was all around them, but her eyes weren’t good at always seeing God without help from the holy icons and the angels.

      The angels have wings like birds, except they’re wings of fire, she whispered to Cooey. I only see their faces sometimes, when they lean close. She leaned closer to Cooey and touched her nose to his soft head. Angels smell like the wind in a rose garden. Their wings move the air in church.

      Daisy filled Cooey’s seed cup and washed and refilled his water vessel. She replaced them in the cage. I’ll be back, she said.

      She ate her breakfast of oatmeal with maple syrup and a cup of chocolate milk. Her brothers were swinging in the soft, blue swings that hung from the kitchen doorways. Her parents were talking by the sink, and her baby sister was eating an apple slice by the back door. Daisy took a deep breath and smiled. She was a safe girl, snug in her nest.

      She finished her oatmeal, which her sister called, egg mail, and she took her bowl to the sink. Look, Mom. I finished my egg mail. Can I go see Cooey again now?

      Yes.

      Cooey was sorting his seeds. He would need to fly around the living room later. Daisy could tell if Cooey needed a longer time out of his cage by how he threw his seeds out. Mom never understood how she knew. Mom looked at the numbers of the different types of seeds, but only Daisy saw the patterns. Daisy could tell that Cooey missed the sky today.

      I know, Cooey bird, but your weak wing makes outside unsafe.

      Cooey cooed. Daisy felt… felt…felt overwhelmed.

      She got out her seed cards and opened her sorting folder on the ground beside Cooey’s cage. On one half of the folder was an image of the Crucified Lord with a space to tuck her sad seeds behind his outstretched arms. The other half was an image of

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