The Backbone was in clear view. I wondered if Mmuo had gotten this apartment with me in mind. He’d put a lawn chair out here but I pushed it aside, preferring to sit on the floor. I pulled my knees close to my chest and shut my eyes as the breeze cooled my face. Mmuo’s apartment was on the twenty-first floor, and though the air smelled like exhaust and the mosquitoes still hung around, at least I was high up. These days, I was most comfortable when I was high up. I sighed and relaxed my shoulders and wings as I let it all crash down on me. I was here. With friends. I was alive. I was free. “Phoenix.” I wiped the tears from my face as I looked up at Saeed. Then I looked away. He sat down beside me and for a moment we were quiet, looking at the world before us. The apartment was in the city but far enough away from the busiest part to have more trees than tall buildings. A tall palm tree grew so close to the apartment building that I could reach out and touch its top leaves.
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