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The air was quiet and crisp, the sky painted with watercolors of purple and orange. Anthony was sitting on top of the roof of his house. His phone sat next to him, screen glowing bright.
"Tell me about L.A. again..." his voice was quiet. Anthony wasn't technically allowed out of the house. Not since his fifteenth birthday. Even at a young age he wasn't allowed out past the small town he lived in.
"There's a lot of people. Sometimes it feels like too many people. The weather is nice though...you'd like it."
That was Adam. A friend he met over the internet. He wanted to meet Adam so badly but he was afraid. Adam wasn't like him. As far as Anthony knew no one was like him. He was different from everyone he had met before. At age three he started growing feathers. At first it was just soft fluff between his shoulder blades. By twelve he had small developed wings. Now-
"I'd like to take you to one of the big fancy restaurants up here."
"I've never been to a fancy restaurant."
"From what you keep telling me you haven't been to a lot of places." That laugh. Anthony loved that laugh. It made him smile every time Adam giggled.
"It might be easier to just say the places I have been."
"Ha yeah sure. Let's hear it."
"Oh uh...my house...I use to go to the grocery store with my mom. Um....I went to the pet store in town once. Oh! I get to go to the doctors twice a month."