This is the story of a 6 year old-youth named Bailey.

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"She's up there, somewhere very high up there."

Bailey made a pair of wings last night; she took two branches from the dead tree in her abandoned apartment's courtyard, and some feathers she plucked from the crow carcass that fell from her 11th story kitchen window a week ago, and glued them both together. She also kept the crow too, she named him 'Ricochet'. That bird is her one-and-only
              friend.
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"She's looking down on you from above, and she's proud of what you've become."

She made the wings to fly to her mother's home in the clouds. Why? Well, her father, the dirty manner-less drunk, died yesterday, from alcohol poisoning. But don't tell anyone. It is a secret. She doesn't want anyone to know because she knows 'they' will take him, her last caretaker, away- like they did her mother. Bailey only learned one thing from her father though, aside from how alcohol corrupts the liver, that he told her the truth. That her mother was in a better place now, he said that she's 'living in the clouds'. Watching down on us. Now Bailey knows she can fly to her Mother's home and say hello, because she just wants her mother to be
                                     happy.
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"Rewind back to your memories of her, she'd like that."

Bailey took the wings to the apartment rooftop and taped them to the dress she wanted to wear to see her mother, whom she'd be seeing for the first time since last year. It was her mother's favorite dress she wore, the pink one with the short tutu at the waist, and the bedazzled text at her back that read 'Mommies little princess'- it's the dress she made for her the day before she 'went away'.

She wants her mom to smile when they see each-other again. It would be the second time (that she remembers) that her mom would smile, the other time  would be in the photo of her in the long white dress with her father in the black suit.
Bailey also brought the bedazzle decorated fanny pack her mom made for her, too- Ricochet is in there and she really wants her mom to meet her first friend.

'See you soon mommy," she grinned, her lips vibrating. She danced her way to the end of the roof top, and
                                     jumped.