“What did you say to Papa, Hannah? You’ve made him cry.” Eli plopped down beside them. She couldn’t help but notice that Hannah’s eyes were red, too.

“And Hannah’s doppelgänger just had to put in her two-cent’s worth,” Papa said, smiling. “How are you this morning, Eli?”

“I…I don’t know, Papa. I’m not sure I want to…talk about it right now.”

Things were good in third grade, I had no worries, no one that liked me, I was still shy and only answer a few questions here and there. Talk a few times and made some sort of friends. It wasn't easy though especially when it came to the field trips. There sacrifices were made, I was chosen last because when it came to being on the school bus, riding to the museum for an hour or two hours, certainly you want someone to talk too. Not someone like who stays quiet all the ride, who if you speak too, will mumble some words, who in order not to talk will instead get out a book and read away.

In second grade, it was all easy. A crush was only a crush. Nothing serious, I was happy keeping my crush silent. That's the difference a crush lasts for a few days, it leaves with the person you keep looking at. And when you fall in love, well that's when things get complicated. That person invades your thoughts, dreams, even in visions they are present. Well in second grade what I felt was a crush. His name was Jim. Of course I found a reason, he was my reason for going to school, my reason to smile. I was happy. I had a smile in my face.

How can things be difficult? How do you know when someone likes you? Certainly not me. I had no idea when it happened. Suddenly I found myself thinking about you, everyday, every time my thoughts kept spinning to you. But what was I suppose to know.

Prologue:
"I... she... not...hear me."
I was gasping for air, she ran too fast.
I gulped in some water from the water fountain at the park.

Hannah held her breath when she realized that, after killing the poor hunter, Elias had made the decision to kill himself. And all these memories were ones Eli had elected to bury in the darkness. But why? It seemed noble to her somehow that Elias had enough strength to even consider it. She read him as he slowly built his resolve and waited in the cave until the Sun was at its zenith.

Oskar and Eli meet a new friend.

“Hannah? Are you ready?” Eli stood on the edge of the porch next to Oskar, wings unfurled.

“I…think so, Eli. Do you really think this will work?” Hannah tightened her arms around Eli’s neck and wrapped her legs around her waist.

“Of course it will! You’ll see. Oskar? Are you ready?”

“Ready.”

“Sava?”

Sava smiled at her and leaned back in his chair.

“Jack?”

“Ready, Eli! Good luck, Hannah!” He hoped Hannah hadn’t noticed how nervous he was.

The children had been flying for a little while. Dancing in the air, laughing like children do. They had landed a bit away from most of the city buildings. But it wasn't that big, it was Boden. They hadn't seen much of it though, their lost souls were doomed to live in the shadows. Always on the run, for the newly infected blond-haird boy it was unusual. But still very bearable, with his beloved pal around. It was just like a game.

In spite of the fact that everyone was glad to see her home safe, Eli could tell there were many unanswered questions that they pointedly avoided asking. And it was just as well; she didn’t have any adequate answers for them. Only Sava had given her any indication that he understood, but still he was angry with her, and rightly so. She had indeed been selfish on some level. But did being unselfish mean that she owed herself to them? That she should continue to live among them, knowing that eventually many of them would die because of her?