Chapter TwoWhen the storm gathered, and the rains drummed their greetings upon the roof of the gym, and it was announced that we wouldn’t be playing tag football, running through pelting rain and streaks of lightning, but playing dodgeball in the safety of the gym instead. Preferring dodgeball, one of my favorite games, I was elated. A smile of sinister satisfaction touched the corners of my mouth before I caught myself and smoothed my face back into a nonchalant look, in case any one of the hopeful boys looking to bash into one another on the field should notice.
Only someone did notice. Greg was standing in the middle of the basketball court with a small group of guys, clearly attempting to plot a strategy to hog tie Mother Nature and gain control of the weather in an effort to putting
