Candy, true to her word, was good at finding her way in unfamiliar environments. She was in jeans and a winter jacket, her hair sort of messy from the light breeze. When she reached the grove of trees, she grinned when she saw the boy in the lower branches.
"Hey," she grinned, reaching out for the lowest branch and swinging herself up. She'd always been good at climbing trees, and she was soon sitting on a branch near him.