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There were small, but perceptible changes in my life now. At home, I sat on the furniture. When I ate, I fed myself. The men frequently portioned out my meals, but they didn’t hand feed me, usually. Most mornings I choose what ornamentation I would wear. The differences were slight, but they mattered to me.

Every day I thought of my daughter. I wondered what she was doing and how she was. In quiet moments I would sit and look toward the sky praying for her safety. She was a fixture in my daily thoughts.

One mid day meal, as I sat with Damien outside the Keeper’s compound in the forest, I was staring up at the sky. It was wide and beautiful beyond the trees. Flying freely through it must be a wonderful experience.

“What are you looking at?” Damien asked peering up through the canopy.

“I’m thinking of Hannah,” I told him passing him the bowl to take a bite. “I look at the sky and wonder if she’s out flying in it somewhere. I’d Love to know where she is and what she’s doing every day.”

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