"So you want to hang out and go to dinner later?" I asked."I can't I have a date," she informed me."Oh I see, do you need anything?" I asked. I was a ...ittle disappointed and it showed."Nope, dad is taking care of all our money needs and stuff." She noticed my disappointment again. "Don't let it bother you, he can afford it and you can't right now. We both understand that, it doesn't mean we love you any less. We both still want to spend time with you, but we are growing up." Yeah, I know you. Amy greeted us at the door and we hugged for what seemed like an eternity. "God, I've missed you!" she said. Rob took my suitcase to the spare room while Amy headed toward the kitchen."I missed you too. We gotta make it a habit to get together more often." Hungry?" she asked."Yep!" Rob's cooking some 'dogs on the grill. You want a beer?" Sound's great!" I said, following her into the kitchen and sitting down at the table."Billy called. He said he's comin' in tonight instead of tomorrow. I told. Ah, if only I had a mirror. I pondered how they might appear. Segregated like an insect’s, would be my guess. After all, from what I could discern, my wings were identical to those of the butterflies that plagued our sanctuary upon the beach. Funny, I had thought they might be fragile, but they seemed as resilient as flesh and bone. Perhaps even more so. On the occasion that the pathway opened up to a small cavernous space, I took great delight in fluttering them slowly, the movement physically. She would have liked to continue the conversation, but the instructor walked into the class just then and began to talk about the class and what to expect for the semester. She was a woman, probably in her forties, with a somewhat stern look but a friendly tone of voice. She passed out the class syllabus and a worksheet to help them study for the next time.As the instructor began to give the lecture, Lissa leaned back in her chair and listened. History had never been her favorite subject, but.