CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
The last week of the exchange program flew by on wings of gold. The days had taken on a quality of lightness that Cat couldn't remember feeling in a very long time. For the first time in over a year, she felt relaxed and calm. There was no feeling of something lurking on the horizon, no dreams of impending doom or evil that was chasing her. She slept deeply, occasionally flying through the night as a phoenix, spreading her wings in joy, but no other dreams, and no premonitions. Vanessa also felt the same lightness and Cat knew she was using every opportunity to take off into the sky, flying as free as a bird in every sense.
Cat watched the others with quiet happiness as well. She got to know Zahara even better and felt the last puzzle piece click and lock into place. Za
