“I’m Meg McCaffrey!” Meg blew me a raspberry. “And I claim your service!” Overhead, thunder rumbled in the gray sky. The sound echoed through the city canyons like divine laughter. Whatever was left of my pride turned to ice water and trickled into my socks. “I walked right into that, didn’t I?” “Yep!” Meg bounced up and down in her red sneakers. “We’re going to have fun!” With great difficulty, I resisted the urge to weep.
