Read the excerpt from "Return Flight."He narrowed his eyes and bristled. The humiliation of being crated pecked and clawed at his spirit. Maggie's smooth claws, encased in thick material, resisted his protests as they enfolded him in darkness. Maggie tried to soothe his shame with her coos and gurgles, but it was no match for the despair that washed over him at these moments. He was a regal bird, meant to fly above the earth in a magnificent and boundless existence, not teeter around in a cramped box. His wings felt strong by his sides, and the urge to flap them until they broke through the walls that surrounded him became more insistent.