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finished?” she purrs.
    I hear motors in the distance and Dad
shouting, “Winifred, Winifred. Can you hear me?”
    “It’s my dad!”
    She exclaims, “Oh bother! I can’t be
seen.”
    “You’re invisible to others?”
    “Not as long as FIMM malfunctions,” she said
in disgust.
    “Quick, disappear!” I exclaim.
    “I can’t,” whispers Fairy Godmonster. “My
whip won’t work.”
    “You’re kidding, right?”
    “My powers are limited without it.”
    “Winifred.” Scott’s voice calls now.
    “Hide!” I plead. “They’ll be here any
minute.”
    Fairy Godmonster looks around. She grabs her
cycle and hurls it under some large bushes. She leaps to a low
hanging tree branch and glides up the trunk like a snake, snarling
when the needles pierce her hands. She disappears into the high
branches.
    “Don’t move,” I warn. “Stay there. I have
enough problems.”
    Needles and small branches fall to the ground
as she hides.
    Dad and Scott drive in on three-wheelers.
    I run toward them to keep them from coming
into the meadow.
    “Win!” Dad shuts off his motor. “Didn’t you
hear us calling? Are you all right?” He looks me over from head to
foot.
    “I’m fine.” I ignore his first question.
    I hold my breath and hope Fairy Godmonster
doesn’t move. What if her yellow boots show in the trees?
    Dad continues, “When Scott told me Dancer
came back without you or a saddle and bridle, I was worried.” He
hugs me.
    “What happened?” asks Scott.
    “Something scared Dancer. I wasn’t expecting
him to stop and I came off.”
    “That’s not like Dancer,” says Dad. “What
frightened him?”
    I can’t tell him about ‘you know who,’ so I
say, “He spooked at a cloud of mist.”
    Dad looks into my eyes. He can always tell if
I’m lying. Luckily, he believes the
    part of the truth I tell him.
    “Can we go home? I’m hungry.”
    Dad laughs. “That’s my girl. You missed
lunch, but I think Erminia left a sandwich for you.”
    Scott says, “You okay? You look as white as a
ghost.”
    Not now, I don’t. Heat sneaks up my neck.
    “Sure,” I mumble. “You just have to know how
to roll when you land.”
    “Famous forward dismount?” Dad grins.
    I laugh. “How’d you guess?”
    He frowns. “Where’s your helmet?”
    I cringe, “Forgot it.”
    “That’s not like you. What happened?”
    I don’t look at Scott and hope he doesn’t say
anything about Weasel’s insults. “Nothing. I was in a hurry.”
    “Don’t let it happen again,” growls Dad.
    He jumps on his three-wheeler and starts the
motor.
    Scott smiles at me. “Hop on.”
    “I drive,” I say.
    He jumps off and smiles. “Your wish is my
command.” He sits behind me.
    I ignore my burning face and start the motor.
Not prepared when his arms circle my waist, I floor the gas pedal.
A surge of energy electrifies my body.
    “Hot-rodder!” Scott laughs.
    We head for home and I hear a loud CRACK and
THUMP in the woods behind us.
    Scott, whispers in my ear, “What was
that?”
    The chills up and down my spine from his arms
almost make me let go of the handlebars.
    “Do you mind not talking? I’m trying to
drive.”
    He continues, “Just a warning. Mrs. Dudley
needs to see you about the wedding.”
    I forgot about the wedding. His warmth makes
my mind numb.
    Could my life get any worse? Yes. If I knew
what was going to happen next, I would have stayed in the forest
and begged Fairy Godmonster to take me to Monsterdome.

Chapter 11: Fasten Seat Belt – Curves
     
    I check the fridge when we get home. No
sandwich. Stupid Weasel. Grabbing an apple, I follow Dad and Scott
into the living room where everyone is gathered.
    “Win, are you all right? I was so worried.”
Claire rushes to hug me.
    “I’m fine. Even the best riders come off
their horses once in a while.”
    “Thank goodness. I don’t want anything to
happen to my new sister.”
    John adds, “Yeah, I need you to hold me up
during the ceremony, Win. I’m going to