“Fly,” he said, and we did. For a moment we leaned forward, the dark night breeze brushing our faces – we lifted our bodies off the snow-covered cocoa-colored polyester wool rug about an inch and a half. The secret to flying is this – you have to act now, before your body realizes it’s going against the laws. To this day I can assure you of that. We all know that we have temporarily left the face of the earth. That didn’t surprise us much, no more than the occasional plane crash, or the fact that we had always lived in these rooms and would soon leave them. We lower ourselves. Carlton touched my shoulder.
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