away from his forehead. "We're going up, Andrea," he told her. Andrea just smiled at him. He carefully held her on her waist and started levitating.

              "Are you ready?" he asked Andrea by his side.

              "I'm ready Armand," Andrea answered. Armand then flew, he flew her going to the balcony. He then soared up; he flew higher and higher with Andrea clinging on his by his waist and him on her. Andrea immediately felt the cold wind caressing her face. It felt good and Andrea smiled. Higher and higher Armand flew with Andrea. Above the sky, Andrea looked down on the beautiful city. They saw all the tall towers and skyscrapers, beautifully adorned with lights all over it. They also saw beautifully lit trees on the sides of the streets and on a park. The people passing on the pedestrian lane looked amusing from where they were flying. Andrea