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Quickly pulling her foot out of the now clouded, muddied water, she crossed her arms in disappointment, making a 'humph' sound. Then she plopped straight down, onto her rump, and sat cross-legged with her wet shoe dripping muddy water onto the ground.
    As she sat there pouting, she noticed something very unusual about a green fern next to her. It had a strange, white powder on it.
    She looked over at a yellow dandelion and saw the same white powder on it as well. She then realized that the white powder was everywhere—on the dirt, on the flowers, on the bushes, but it seemed to go no further than the edge of that spiraled tree’s branches hanging just above her.
    Did it fall from the tree?
    Zoey touched the white dust on the fern. It was cold and felt like snow. A big grin appeared on her face and she screamed with delight, “Snow!” She grabbed a handful and threw it into the air.
    Zoey knew, though, that snow fell only around Christmas time. It’s summer, so how could it snow? She grabbed another handful and threw it into the air, tucking the question away for later.
    “Zoey?” said a woman’s sweet soft voice.
    Zoey froze. “Who’s there?” she called out tentatively.
    No one answered. She shrugged her shoulders, continuing to forage for snow. However, it was quickly melting away in the summer heat.
    She had an idea. If she gathered the snow fast enough and showed Coda, then maybe he'd play with her. She gathered as much snow as she could, and then paused for a moment. Something jumped in front of her. What was that? The small green creature jumped again.
    “Frog!” she yelled, as she dropped the snow and trapped the frog in her hands.
    “Hi, little froggy, how are you?” She opened her hands to peek at the frog. “It’s okay. I won’t hurt you,” she said as she tried to pet it.
    Too late.
    The frog jumped out of her hands and onto the forest floor. She giggled and picked up some more snow.
    “You're very kind,” said the same sweet voice she'd heard only moments earlier.
    Zoey paused. “What? Who said that?” She slowly surveyed the forest to see if her brother was playing a trick on her.
    “Coda, where are you?” She walked up to the tree to peer around it. “I see you, Coda,” she called out, fibbing, not really seeing her brother or knowing if he was around.
    Zoey took a step forward, bumping her knee on the large knot growing out of the tree. “Ouch.” Then she remembered. The knot. It's a perfect place to sit.
    She touched the interesting looking knot. It was amazing. It almost looked as if someone had carved it out of the tree just for people to sit on it.
    A squirrel scampered down the tree, stopping midway down the trunk. Its nose and whiskers rapidly twitched and its black eyes stared intently at Zoey. She considered if the squirrel was actually thinking or perhaps examining her. It jumped onto the knot, made a loud squeak, and stared up at her again.
    “Hi, little one,” said Zoey. She slowly reached out her hand. Frightened, the squirrel jumped up and down on the knot, and Zoey pulled her hand back. Suddenly, it scooted back up the trunk and then into the high branches.
    This gave Zoey an idea. She could stand on the knot and grab the lowest lying branch to climb the tree.
    She placed one foot on the knot, then the other. She felt something zap her as she reached for the branch just above her. She screamed and jumped off the knot as fast as she could. Her heart pounded as she stared at the tree. What had zapped her?
    She tiptoed all around the tree, but didn’t see anything that could have sent a shock through her. She remembered that static electricity would do that to her every so often, so she shook her body to get the sensation to go away and stepped on the knot, or seat, once again.
    She stood still, waiting for it to come again.
    Nothing happened.
    She grabbed the branch above her. A strong tingling sensation vibrated through her, from her head all the way down to her