He thought about it for a moment. “Well, when a mirror catches the sun, it causes flashes. Metal or crystal wind chimes outside in the sun, when the wind blows, might have reflections coming off them. And water in the sun has sparkles.”

Bay nodded, eager to try them out. “Those are good ideas! Thank you.”

He smiled. “You’re welcome.”

Sydney walked out at that moment, and Tyler stopped the swing so suddenly that Bay had to hold on to the chain to keep from falling off. Her mother and Aunt Claire had that effect on people.

“Hi, Tyler,” Sydney said, standing in front of the screen door. She looked back into the house, unsure. “Um, Claire said she didn’t want to see you.”

Tyler stood, which set Bay swinging again. “I knew it. I scared her.”

“What did you do?” Sydney demanded in the voice she used when Bay tried to cut her own hair once.

Tyler looked down at his feet. “I kissed her.”

Sydney suddenly laughed, but then covered her mouth with her hand when Tyler’s head shot up. “I’m sorry. But that’s all?” Sydney walked over and patted his arm. “Let me talk to her, okay? If you knock, she won’t answer. Let her act like Queen Elizabeth for a while. It’ll make her feel better.” Sydney gestured for Bay to get off the swing and they all walked down the steps together. “A kiss, huh?”

“It was some kiss.”

Sydney put her arm around Bay. “I didn’t know she had it in her.”

Tyler said good-bye to them when they reached his house. “I did.”

“Is Claire upset about something?” Bay asked as they turned the corner. “She forgot where to put the everyday silverware this morning. I had to show her.” It worried her a little, Claire not knowing where things went. If only Bay could get the dream just right. Then everything would be fine.

“She’s not upset, honey. She just doesn’t like when she can’t control things. Some people don’t know how to fall in love, like not knowing how to swim. They panic first when they jump in. Then they figure it out.”

“Do you?” Bay plucked a blade of grass out of a crack in the sidewalk and tried to blow on it through her fingers to make it whistle like her new friend Dakota had shown her on the Fourth of July.

“Do I know how to fall in love?” Sydney asked, and Bay nodded. “Yes, I suppose I do.”

“I’ve already fallen in love.”

“You have, have you?”

“Yes, with our house.”