Flier

It's possible that my impressions of her were coloured by my prior knowledge of her profession. But, even if I hadn't known that she was a pilot, I would always have associated her with the air. She hummed with life like a tiny bird, continually bouncing on her toes in her eagerness to escape the ground.

For two months I looked up to her whilst she fluttered around, dazzling me with her plumage. But then I said something which made her walk out of my door like a songbird escaping from a cage. She flew away and I never saw her again.