Chapter 3-005

My sister would roll her eyes and say, “As if,”while I'd slump beneath the window and pray forthe light to change before Juli squealed my namefor the world to hear. I did try to climb it once in the fifth grade. It wasthe day after Juli had rescued my kite from its mutant toy-eatingfoliage. She climbed miles up to get my kite,and when she came down, she was actually very cool about it. She didn't hold mykite hostage and stick her lips out like I was afraid she might. She justhanded it over and then backed away. I was relieved, but I also felt like a weenie. When I'd seen where my kite was trapped, I wassure it was a goner. Not Juli. She scrambled upand got it down in no time. Man, it was embarrassing. So I made a mentalpicture of how high she'd climbed, and the next day I set off to outdo her byat least two branches.