Controlling the wind

standing on the picnic table by Mat and Amie

Brett: Do you remember when you first met me?

Lori: Er... no.  Do you?

Brett: Well, no, but that's because it was shortly after I was born.  What's your excuse?

Lori: The earliest memory I can think of was around six years old.  That's the day my brother "controlled the wind" from on top of our picnic table.

Brett: I don't think I remember that.  Did he dance a jig while he was up there?

Lori: He did not.  But it's okay if you don't remember.  I don't think you were there.

Brett: Oh.  That makes me feel better.

Lori: Well, glad that's fixed.