"...you didn't ask him anything yet?" Charlotte asked softly.
Her voice was carried away a little by the wind as they moved through the open sky.
High above the ground, Vivian flew steadily, holding her close in his arms.
The land stretched far below them, fading into distant shapes, while the sky around them remained wide and endless.
The air was cool, brushing gently against their faces and clothes as they moved forward without stopping.
Charlotte rested against him, one hand lightly holding onto his shoulder to keep her balance.
A few strands of her red hair moved freely in the wind, brushing across her cheek before slipping away again.
Her eyes stayed on his face as she waited for his answer.
Not long ago, after finishing the barbecue, she had started talking more than usual.
She had spoken about her mother first, her tone turning softer as she mentioned how long it had been since they last met.
