On the last day, Angela got up early and made breakfast for Frederica and Genesis. After the meal, Genesis left for work and Angela and Frederica headed upstairs to say goodbye to Tommy. The two kids came perilously close to hugging, but ended up chickening out at the last moment. Finally, Angela led Frederica up to the roof.
“What are we doing here?” Frederica asked.
“I have one more power to show you,” Angela replied. “It’s kind of dangerous, though, so if you’d rather wait until the next time you visit….”
“No,” Frederica said. “I’m ready.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” Angela said. “Now, take my hands.”
She held her hands out in front of her; Frederica grabbed onto them. Angela visualized the courier she met last Christmas and looked into Frederica’s eyes. Weightlessness swept over them, and they began to rise from the roof.
“Oh God,” Frederica muttered, looking down.
“Just stay calm,” Angela said. “You’ll get your bearings soon.”
They were about ten feet above the building when Angela let go of Frederica’s hands. The kid flailed in midair for a moment, but quickly managed to steady herself.
“See?” Angela said. “You’ve got it already. The next thing you have to do is just sort of lean where you want to go.”
She demonstrated, floating to the left and the right. Frederica tried it but ended up rolling sideways. Angela reached out but Frederica managed to right herself on her own. After a few more tries, Frederica had finally gotten the hang of it.
“What do you say we go a little higher?” Angela asked.
She didn’t wait for an answer. The building fell beneath her, and Frederica rushed to catch up. They were now about fifty feet above the roof.
“You do this a lot?” Frederica asked.
“All the time,” Angela replied. “Really saves on bus fare.”
“How… how far can you go?” Frederica said, staring down over the city.