Aisha stretched out her arms and flapped her wings, ‘Are you sure the glue is dry?’ she asked turning her head to look at the feathers.
Dominic felt the glue between the joints, ‘Feels dry to me’ he said picking up the helmet off the floor and handing it to her.
Aisha put on the helmet and sprinted towards the edge of the garage roof, she jumped in the air and started flapping with all her might. For a few seconds she reached an equilibrium and then…
