Billy knew he would never be able to see his family again. Two years earlier he set off on his course. He had been planning it for years, waiting for the right moment when they finally angered him enough to set him off on his journey. He tried to convince his friends to join him but they all had loving families and wanted to stay with them. He flew about the clouds in his home-made flying house but he did not feel above the clouds- he felt alone. Even though he sometimes hated his family they were still his family.