Cricket Creek Bog so peace be with every place that you had

aengus' expression crinkled; not as bad as the flowers, though. weejay's tail stirred in response. she didn't remember ever smiling this much - what was that feeling she kept feeling? it was like excitement, except it thrummed around her stomach kind of like a little angry bee.

"i like sassy!" weejay declared, which was only kind of true. she liked harmless sassy -- but mean sassy, like bitey pox, was definitely not her favorite. now she really wanted to meet aengus' family, if only to measure them up against him. "are there lots of cool places to explore?" she half-queried, suddenly realizing something very important: "are there any cool flowers?!"