Shaking her head, Hannah smiled, running a hand through his thick hair and kissing him lightly.  “I didn’t do anything. It was already in you, this ability to fly."<br/><br/>She loved seeing him happy, perhaps the happiest in their time together.  “I love you too. It’s a dream come true to meet someone who can understand what it feels like to fly.”  Knowing he was drawn to fly outside, she gently guided him to a window and flung it open.  Fresh air and distant noises of New York traffic flooded into the room.<br/><br/>“Why not see how high you can fly, Andrew.” She invited.  “Just avoid any aircrafts you might happen upon.”