He stared at the letters for a moment, then reached for a yellow envelope. He opened it and took out the folded letter from within. Max hesitated to read it, afraid of what he would find, but he still unfolded the paper and began to read. As his eyes moved across the words, they slowly softened.
[To my dear Angel,
Today I finally got my own room! Mama was reluctant to let me stay on my own because she thought I might get sick at night, but then I convinced her with the argument you taught me, about how if she didn't let me fly, my wings might wane and become useless. Not that I have wings like you, but I told her that anyway, and she looked at me for a long time before saying she would let me sleep on my own for one night!
