The eye of the stormSeptember 16 The Wings School of Flying was not far from Miami. Max had been a student there for nearly a year. He had always wanted to fly, and he had always loved the wide open sky As a small boy he loved watching the clouds during the day and looking at the stars at night. At Christmas other boys asked for toys but all Max wanted were books about the stars and a telescope so he could look at them more closely He spent night after night on the beach with his telescope, looking at the stars attd learning their names. When other boys were playing tennis or going sailing, he stayed at home to study. He needed really good grades to get into llying school. And in the end his hard work was worth it. He was top of the class at high school. and the flying school accepted him immediately. And after all those years watching the sky, Max was able to fly right up into it. It s like a ride into another world, a new and empty world that was clean and beautiful, like a world that had only just begun. But right now Max felt terrible and even the thought of his next flying lesson didn't help. It was lunchtime and he itting in the school cafetetia, looking unhappily out of window at another beautiful sunny day. He could not top thinking about Ikemi He could not understand her He had thought that she really liked him, he had thought maybe she even loved him. And now, suddenly,