Both my mom and dad were nearly lifted off the ground, my mother clinging to Mary Elizabeth's feet. She finally had to let go and a few moments later, my dad did too. She crumpled into a heap on the pavement. My dad just stood there looking up, as I did.

Mary Elizabeth never uttered a word, a sound. She was looking up at the sky and smiling. Her arms hung by her sides and she was floating up just like a lost balloon.