The Unexpected Enlightenment of Rachel Griffin: Chapter One…Part Eight

She flew a few loops, a tight spiral, and a zig-zag design. Nothing was as wonderful as flying, nothing as thrilling, nothing as exhilarating. Up until her eleventh birthday, the most important thing in her life had been her pony, Widdershins. Then, a year and a half ago, her parents finally allowed her to have a broom.

It had been love at first flight.