There were so many things that Zacharias loved about flying. He liked how the air whistled, really whistled, when you were flying fast. How cool the air was as it streamed around. How small things looked below, and how it seemed like you could fly up right into the clouds if you wanted.
He slowed when he reached the motorway and then turned around to slow a bit, coming about full circle as he started to fly alongside of Megan. "That was pretty good," he said with a grin. "Don't know how you've gone so long without this." He hardly let a single day go by without flying.