A/N- Really short chapter, more of a brief look into Max's mind.
Chapter three
That night I went flying. It was like I had been suffocating and only now could I breathe.
I wish I could see the stars instead of the dark grey clouds that filled the sky, then it would be perfect.
I lost myself in the feeling of my powerful wings working, the feeling of the wind against my face and feathers, and just how free I feel right now.
No children who depend on me, no confusing boys, no pressure. It was bliss. It was the first time since the incident that I was slightly glad it had happened, I quickly pushed that thought out of my head; how could I be glad? Even after everything that had happened those thoughts made me feel like I was betraying them. How insane was that?
I knew my peace couldn't last.
It was getting late and I had school tomorrow. Stupid school.
Such a shame.
I turned and started back to the house with a feeling of sadness knowing tonight would be another awful nights sleep.