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Walking home from church in Germantown not long after her son died, RuNett Ebo heard a scratching sound and saw a bird caught up in plastic and struggling to get its neck free. 

“I thought it was ironic because that’s how my son died. ‘How can I free this baby bird?’,” she asked herself. “I got my key out [and worked at the plastic] until he hit the ground. I thought ‘oh, am I too late?’ But then he got out and flew away. And in the direction that he flew, the clouds opened and sunlight came down.”

Seeing that sunbeam, RuNett knew, “that’s my baby. That’s God letting me know he’s got my baby. Hawkeye took flight.” 



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