"That was fantastic," she said as she shd to the ground. "Let's do it again. Like tomorrow, maybe."

"I can't tomorrow." Sally took the knapsack off her back and ran her fingers through her curly hair. "I won't be here tomorrow."

"Oh? Where are you going?"

"My aunt's," Sally said shortly. "She's a pain. Come on, let's get going."

For once, Sally didn't seem talkative. "So you're leaving in the morning?" Jenny asked.

"Late this afternoon." Sally hoisted the knapsack to her shoulder again. "Come on, let's find a good spot to eat."

Jenny looked uncertainly at the horses.

"Don't worry," Sally told her, sounding annoyed. "They won't wander, and anyway, we're not climbing far. Pick up some dry twigs on the way; we'll need them for the fire." With that, she was gone, urging Jenny to hurry up.

Sally knew her way around the rimrocks as well as David, Jenny noticed, as she watched her scramble nimbly up the side of what looked like a completely smooth boulder. Jenny found a gully beside it and used that instead. *Tou*ll never learn to climb that way," Sally said. "And it's taking you forever."

**What's the rush?" Jenny asked, slowly pulling herself up beside Sally.

"Nothing, never mind." Sally set the knapsack down. * We're here."

Jenny stood up and looked around. The rock they were on was very wide and almost flat on top, except for some little basin-type indentations that would be perfect for a fire. The sun was higher up now, but there was a huge outcropping of rocks several feet above that gave them shade and still left them room to stand. Jenny walked gingerly to the edge of their rock and looked over. They hadn't climbed hi^ enough for her to see the town, but she could see Emma and Alice, not very far below, still munching the apples Sally had brought for them.

Jenny took a deep breath. She thought she'd hate being up here again, but they were on the opposite side from where she and David had been. Besides, it was beautiful in the morning. It would be a perfect place for a date. A breakfast date, she thought. David's lean, handsome face came to mind immediately, and she thought again about calling him. She'd decided this morning not to. Sure, she'd lost her temper, but he was the one who'd started the whole thing by acting so strangely. Let him do the

calling. Now, though, she was starting to lean the other way. She sighed and shook her head, wishing she could for once make up her mind and have it stay made up.

She heard a sound behind her and turned. Sally had gathered the twigs together and was setting a match to them. Her hair was falling in her face, and she had her tongue clamped between her teeth in concentration. Jenny hadn't mentioned the sidewalk encounter with David. Should she tell Sally? Of course, Sally probably knew already. She seemed to know everything that went on. But if she knew, she probably would have brought it up by now. She wasn't the type to hold back out of pohteness. But Sally seemed edgy this morning. She seemed to have something on her mind. Jenny wondered what it was and realized that she didn't know her all that well. She usually talked a lot, but not about feelings or things like that. Maybe she was just what she seemed to be -- frank and friendly, with no murky, hidden feelings at all.