The kite above me, its tail wagging in the wind, seemed to taunt me. I could have gone higher and played among the drifting clouds if I was not pulled and pushed every few seconds from the ground. I wished I had no string attached to me.
Just then my rival came tumbling down, trailing a cut string, missing me narrowly as I was suddenly pulled away from its path.
Even as I heaved a sigh of relief and said a prayer of thanks, I saw it crashing into a tree.
No longer did I want unbridled freedom.
Just then my rival came tumbling down, trailing a cut string, missing me narrowly as I was suddenly pulled away from its path.
Even as I heaved a sigh of relief and said a prayer of thanks, I saw it crashing into a tree.
No longer did I want unbridled freedom.
