Chapter 180

Every day I thought of my daughter. I wondered what she was doing and how she was. In quiet moments I would sit and look toward the sky praying for her safety. She was a fixture in my daily thoughts.

One mid day meal, as I sat with Damien outside the Keeper's compound in the forest, I was staring up at the sky. It was wide and beautiful beyond the trees. Flying freely through it must be a wonderful experience.

"What are you looking at?" Damien asked peering up through the canopy.

"I'm thinking of Hannah," I told him passing him the bowl to take a bite. "I look at the sky and wonder if she's out flying in it somewhere. I'd love to know where she is and what she's doing every day."

He sat and watched me for a moment before he spoke. "I don't understand," he said simply. "Why do you want to know that?"

I sighed and looked at him. He was never going to understand, but he probably wouldn't drop it.

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