“Take it easy. No need to go too fast.” Charley had his one foot up on the log and had half a mind to run up and chase across to help her, but he thought that might only make things worse.
Ignatius waited for them at the end, and he had his arm out to Phoebe. “You’re almost there. Just a few more feet and I got you.”
“I’m not really fond of heights. In fact, I’d rather be anywhere right now except balancing high up on a log over a fall that would break me in two.” Phoebe waved her left hand and it lit up. “And I know all sorts of magic spells, but nothing that would help me from falling.”
Charley took another step onto the log and reached above for the evergreen branch. “Just keep going on ahead. You’re almost there.”
A gust of wind blew hard at them, and Phoebe closed her eyes and hel
