A fledgling woodpecker is on the ground near a busy road. I walk past it, afraid to do anything for fear of startling it. From across the street I stand watching it trying to fly up into a tree. Each try takes it closer, I stand watching the drama my fists clenched, as car after car passes and blocks my view.
From my vantage point, I watch as the bird gets weaker and more tired. Now its attempts to reach the safety of the branches becomes more hopeless. I stand paralyzed, wondering what I can do, when suddenly a women walks by and startles the bird and it flies out onto the road and is hit by a black SUV.
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