you and me, we can make this hole a home

They move from the city to a small village. Somehow, Wilbur’s both relieved and annoyed.He loved the city. There was so much to do, so much to see, but in a small village like this he’s sure he’ll be bored within a week.Yet, the city had never been kind to him. Whenever he itched to spread his wings, he was faced with the fact that the city isn’t kind to songbirds. The concrete jungle is a paradise to none, his mum had always said. She was right, of course, but now that they’ve moved to a small village like this? Wilbur doubts that it’s much better. or, at the start of the summer, Wilbur and his mother move to a small village, where Wilbur discovers that he might not be the only magical creature around.