I'm flying, or so I thought. "I wish I was, but I don't know how it happens," I told her. "It just does sometimes."
"Will you tell me about it the next time it happens?" she asked.
"Of course I will," I answered.
"I want to be the first to know about it," she said greedily.
"Well, I hope I can take you one day."
"I hope so, too!"
"And maybe once I learn how it works, I can show you how, and we can fly together. Then we'll never have to worry about disappearing... we can just fly away."
- Alexander McCurdy + ma'am