Kara's p.o.v
Exhausted, I head straight for the couch in the den. Marcel gets lost in the news. We almost forgot
about our son. Icarus rests his head on my shoulder. "I am sorry for making you wait" I apologize
stroking his hair. "It's ok" he smiles as attempt to hide his true feelings. "You will have another
flying lesson tomorrow" Marcel promises Icarus. Icarus goes to bed with his head stuck in
the clouds.