They ate dinner, talked for a while, imagined animal shapes in the mountains through the steam, swam, sat in the natural sauna, and when night fell, they cooled off by rolling around together in the snow. When she wrapped herself again in the red cape he accelerated even more gently than he had before, until somewhere over eastern Colorado they reached the velocity he wanted. He rose higher in the sky and began to weave back and forth as he flew, delicately rocking her to sleep, helped by the thinness of the air. She would have been a touch disappointed to know that he kissed her lightly on the forehead when he left her in her bed and soared off to save worlds until morning.
Miracle Monday by Elliot S. Maggin
Happy Miracle Monday!