~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. Keighley was perhaps his biggest cheerleader and he loved her for it. But he wanted to deal with his feelings alone at this moment. In any case, he knew it would pass soon. Especially if they got this raft going soon. “Thanks,’’ he replied, grinning. True, the wide planks did look proper enough to hold him and Keigh. “The pipe cleaners are perfect!” Jude had the utmost confidence in his sister so he patiently watched her do her thing. “And that nail is just as perfect!’’ He took them. “I’ll get it hammered in while you work on a few more. I think I’ll need seven more?”
After the first nail was set strategically on the plank, the young man got to work again. “Malleus!” A tap of his wand against the nail. It sank through the two planks easily. Jude wasn’t even bothered about the other teams around him; he was just too pleased about the fun he and Keigh were having and even if they brought last, he wouldn’t care. |