Brian watched Pepper dodge and weave, unfazed, as the ball headed straight for her. She was a wonder, that girl.

That ball was flying around too fast and too hard to give Brian a chance to dwell on the unbelievable thing - he was flying. He was really, really flying. He didn't know if the broom was magic enough in itself, or if it was something Luna was doing, or it was Adam being Adam--what mattered was, it was real.

About time all the weirdness was just fun for a change.