The old man’s face was a tapestry of regret and sorrow, lines deepened by years of solitude and the burden of his secret. Henry felt a pang of sympathy for him but knew that this situation couldn’t continue.
“She deserves to be in the wild, or at least somewhere where she can be properly cared for,” Henry said softly. “There are places that can help her, places that can give her a chance to live as she’s meant to.” Mr. Carlton nodded slowly, tears welling up in his eyes.