They flew along the
top of the back fence, lifted, and cut across the roof of their house from
one end to the other. Twisting about, Sarah hovered above the front
yard.
Along the horizon, Leah saw the city of Portland hidden in rain curtains
and mists.
Leaning forward, Leah spoke into Sarah's ear. 'Let's fly over to Daniel's
back yard and see if he and Herbie the Lion are at home.'
Sarah snorted her understanding. She could talk, but did that only when
it was absolutely necessary. She had a soft gentle snort and would
rather speak her thoughts that way. It was a lot simpler, and Leah
understood.
Curving around toward Daniel's yard, Sarah cleared the top of the fence,
swooped, and held steady just above Herbie the Lion's house.
'Herbie,' Leah called out. 'It's Sarah and Leah. We're just flying by
today and stopped to say 'hi' to Daniel and you. Come on out.'
Herbie the Lion stuck his shaggy head out of his house, blinked, and
opened his jaws in an enormous drowsy yawn. Looking up, he grinned
and said, 'Hi, there. Where are you off to?'
'Oh,' replied Leah, 'we're keeping close to home today.
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