Sophie made her way down to the lake, wand in one hand and her boat in the other. Yes, her boat was in her hand. She'd managed to learn a spell that, if done correctly, would make her boat smaller in order to be carried and then regular size again when she wanted to use it.

She reached the lake and looked around. Nope. No Caleb. She sat down on a rock, but her boat in her lap, and then pushed her wand back into its holster. Any day now, little brother.