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Jake kind of made a face.

"And oh, by the way," Marco said with silky significance, "not that you
care, Jake, but a Mr. O'Neal is going to be there. A Mr. Shaquille O'Neal."

"Shaq?"

"Shaq."

"Well, then we're there," Jake said.

8 We had what should have been the worst tickets at the whole event. We
were at least a thousand feet from the main stage. A thousand feet, the
length of three football fields plus a little more.

But we could see everything.

I could see flecks of spit when Bruce Willis played his harmonica. I
could see Arnold's nose hair. I could see Shaq's shoelaces. I could see
the individual buttons on the Ralph Lauren outfits. I could see Naomi
Campbell's pores.

And yet she still looked great.

I had the eyes of a bald eagle. And to a bald eagle, a thousand feet is
nothing.

I spread my wings six feet wide, stretched out

9 my wing tips like feathered fingers, and felt the updraft of warm air
lift me up and up.

In the air around me, at different altitudes, at various distances,
there were a pair of ospreys, a peregrine falcon, a northern harrier,
and a red-tailed hawk.

throw in a golden eagle and a few kestrels? If there are any
birdwatchers down there, they must be freaking.>

I said. Willis and John Goodman.>

Tobias is trapped in red-tailed morph. He lives as a red-tail, hunting
and killing like a hawk. He has regained his power to morph, even his
power to morph into his old human body. But his human body is like any
other morph: If he stays in it more than two hours, he'll be trapped in
it forever. He'd no longer be able to morph.

The show below us was on a huge outdoor stage. A massive crowd pressed