ibalahandandfedaboutthreefeetoftar.theyelloedaheendofit,justabovethegrass.“lastce,”isaid.butsohrabapairofkitestanglinghighabovethetrees.

“doyou,hishandliftedfroispoyheartquiedasispunthespooltogathertheloosestring.w

“allright.hereigo.”itookoffrunning,sneakerssplashingrainpuddles,thehandyhead.ithadbeensolong,sonyyearssinyself.iletthespoolrollihandasirahestring.istoppedandtued.lookedup.sled.highabove,kite,kingthatoldpaperbirdflappingitsoingsinkabul.ihadntfloerushingback.

feye,isathetent.handstenselyduginherarits.unlike,shedgraduallyabandoetsatengaginghitheunanssohrab.ing.

anotherhalfdozenkiteshadtakenflight.peoplehadstartedtogatherinupsinhand,eyesgluedtothesky.

...

sohrabhisearlobeandshiftedonhisfeet.saidnothing.ithoughtofsorayaaskihsagoeeranyre.

“okay.”ishrugged.“lookslikeillhavetoflyittanhaii.”solo.

“didievertellyouyourfatheradetheneighborhoodkids.hedrunkitesandneverlookupatthesky,andpeopleusedtosayhelikeidid.yourfatherchasinganyshado...knew”

“doyoueflythis”isaid.

ifeltapreseoandlookeddoe.

iyindexfingeraup.“ireertheyfinger.“,ithink.”

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