"Pilot's honor," said Dad.
"I dont' care if you show me a hundred and fifty THOUSAND names," said Coach Manley. "They're all going in the same place."
"What spooked her so badly?" asked Julie.
Tracy tried to steal the ball, but Julie was too fast.
Ivy paused to admire a silk kimono on a mannequin in the window.
Julie and Mom made a paper chain that snaked across the coffe table, over the beanbag chair, and down the hall.
The girls tugged the dresses on over their clothes. They whirled and twirled in front of the long mirror.
Gum Lung, the great dragon, weaved its way through the streets.
Julie sat as still as a stone, moving only her eyes to get a peek.
"Save the bald eagles," Julie called out.
Julie held her breath. The only sound was the crashing of the waves.
"I think it's cozy," said Julie.
Mr. Witherspoon signed his name on the first line.
It was hard to believe that only a week ago, she'd been afraid of Hurricane.
"I think I have writer's cramp. I was just giving my hand a rest for a second," Julie explained, hoping she wasn't in even more trouble.
Julie turned and put a finger to her lips, motioning for Joy to be quiet.
"Pizza's great!" said Julie. "I just think there are more important things, like changing the dentention system."
Ivy had just mounted the balance beam, smiling confidently.
"Well, we want to make a lot of cookies," said Ivy.
A cheer went up. Ivy felt like a celebrity.