"I don't know. I doubt that the person would want to do such a thing if they knew Lavender, Michael, or either one of us," Terry said, closing his journal for now and tucking it away into his bookbag. He knew that he'd have a good hex or two for the person who would do such a thing for fun--it was just really poor timing for something like that.
"Well we'd do well to be on our way then," he said turning towards the door.