Two very different ducks. One very real friendship.
Howard was a Pekin duck—large, white, and very bad at flying. Lost on the Tred Avon River, he followed a flock of mallards around the bend to a place called Mallards' Rest, where he hoped, more than anything, that he could stay.
The mallards chased him off. The Canada geese were worse. But on a quiet floating dock, a mama duck made room—and Howard began to wonder if maybe he'd found somewhere to belong.
Then a duckling named Charlie hatched alone in the floating dock's nest box. Hand-raised by the humans who found him, Charlie grew into a mallard with one difference: his wings would never let him fly. Just like Howard.
Set on the real Tred Avon River on Maryland's Eastern Shore—where the osprey dove, the heron fished, the eagle watched, and the geese complained—this is a true story about belonging exactly as you are.
