"Simon Hawke - Wizard 7 - The Wizard of Camelot" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hawke Simon)

Michelle was squealing with mirth as she bounced on Merlin's knee. "Don't!
Don't
put her down! Keep her up there! Make her go higher!''

"Yes, you cannot possibly be a person," Merlin said. "You must be a bird. And
the birds fly by flapping their wings. So... flap your wings."

"Mommy!"

"Flap your wings, I said!"

Christine began to flap her arms, as if she were a bird, and slowly gently,
she
took off, floating gracefully around the room.

"Mommy! Daddy! Look! Christine's flying!" cried Michelle.

"I'm flying!" said Christine as she slowly circled the room, apparently in
full
control of her flight. Her alarm turned to astonishment and joy. "I'm really
flying!"

She circled the kitchen, then floated out into the living room and made
several
circles around it as we watched, slack-jawed.

"Wheeee! I'm flying! I'm flying!"

" Uncle Merlin, I want to fly, too!" Michelle demanded.

"You do?" said Merlin.

"Yes, please? Please, can't I fly, like Christine?"

"You want to be a bird, as well?"

"Oh, yes, please! I want to be a bird!"

"Then flap your wings," said Merlin.

Michelle began to flap her arms enthusiastically and she, too, rose up into
the
air and floated off to join Christine in flying laps around the living room.
"I'm a bird! I'm a bird!" she cried.

"Tom," said Jenny, "for God's sake, pinch me so I know I I'm not dreaming!"

"If you are, then I'm having the same dream," I said. "Ouch!"