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Ginny flies, breath catching in the wind, heart beating with the thrill of trespass. The boys left for school yesterday, and the quietness nearly suffocated her, but now the entire sky belongs to her, no one here to catch her but Mum alone in the house. She swoops through the air, down and then up again, she turns in a spiral, faster and smaller until she’s dizzy.
The sky goes on forever. She loves the bigness of it, the eternity, like she could fly away if she wanted, fly up and up and up. But only if she wants to. She’ll choose to stay for now, but she still has that feeling, the idea. For now she stays, but tomorrow, who knows what could happen? The sky will wait for her.