“You… you… you made the rain stop,” sputtered Jeanie.
Willow stared down at her feet. Her cheeks were pink, and she had the same flushed look on her face that she’d had during the dodgeball mix-up.
“It went from raining to snowing to sunny in a few seconds. How is that even possible?” Jeanie asked.
When Willow didn’t answer, Jeanie tapped her foot impatiently. She was not going to let this go until she got some answers.
Willow sighed. Then she glanced over her shoulder A few kids darted by playing capture the flag.
“Is there somewhere else we can talk?” Willow asked. “Somewhere quiet?”
Jeanie nodded and led Willow over to a bench under the oak tree. The low-hanging branches created a little private lair. It was the perfect spot for sharing secrets.