Girl Power

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Morgan’s question. Then finally she nodded. “Yeah, I really did. But it just seems so strange, you know. But like I said, I can feel that something is different inside me. It’s kinda hard to explain.”
    “That’s just how it is,” said Morgan. “Having Jesus in your heart is kinda hard to explain. But you know it when it’s real.”
    “Well, I
know
it.” She smiled now. “And I actually feel pretty good, Morgan. In fact, I feel really great!”
    “This is so fantastic, Em!” Morgan squeezed Emily’s arm. “Let’s go back to the sanctuary and talk to the band. I’ll bet we can get their autographs. Maybe I can talk Mom into letting me get a CD for them to sign. Aren’t they cool? I wish I could do something like this someday. Wouldn’t it be fun?” Morgan tugged Emily toward the front where some other kids were already lining up to meet the band members.
    “Thanks for bringing me here today, Morgan,” said Emily with happy eyes. “This is so cool.”
    Morgan hugged her again. “Totally cool. Not only are we friends now, but we’re sisters too. Sisters in the Lord, Emily!”
    Emily grinned. “Awesome!”
    As it turned out, Morgan’s mom bought both girls a CD. “That way you can each have a different one,” she said, handing the CDs to them while they were still standing in line. “Then you can trade off when you want to.”
    “And we can get them signed!” said Morgan. “Thanks, Mom!”
    Emily thanked her too. Then she turned to Morgan. “Your mom is so cool.”
    Morgan nodded. “Yeah, I know.”
    The girls got their signatures and chatted happily as Morgan’s mom drove them home. Then they were barely out of the car before they heard Carlie yelling.
    “Morgan!” she called out, waving as she ran toward them. “Emily!”
    “Hey, Carlie,” said Morgan. “What’s up? You look like you just won the lottery or something.”
    “Well, it’s not quite that good,” admitted Carlie. “But it is exciting. Tia Maria just told me some great news.”
    “What’s that?” asked Emily.
    “We can get plants for free!”
    “Plants for free?” Morgan frowned. “What are you talking about?”
    “To plant around the place,” said Carlie. “My aunt said we just go to the forest-service station and ask for a permit. And then we can go into the woods and dig some things up that can be transplanted here.”
    “Really?”
    “Yeah. And Dad said he’ll even take us in his pickup to do it.” She frowned. “But not until next weekend. We can’t get the permit today anyway.”
    “Still, that’s good news, Carlie,” said Morgan. She looked over to where they’d cleared the garbage and weeds away. “It is looking pretty bare over there.”
    “So, let’s all plan on going out in the woods with my dad next weekend,” Carlie told them. “And prepare to get dirty!” She grinned, rubbing her hands together as if there was nothing better than getting dirty. “I’m going to call Amy and tell her the good news.”
    “Amy is working at the restaurant today,” said Emily.
    “Yeah, but did you hear that her dad got her a cell phone?”
    “Her own cell phone?” Morgan tried not to feel jealous.
    “Yeah.” Carlie nodded. “She told him a little about the bullies, and he went out and got her a cell phone yesterday. He told her that she was to call the police if they ever bug us again.”
    “Really?” Morgan was surprised, not so much because Mr. Ngo had told Amy to call the police, but that Amy had told her parents. Morgan had hoped that this was something they could handle themselves.
    “Maybe that’s a good thing,” said Emily. “Just in case that Derrick Smith tries to do something again.”
    “Yeah,” agreed Morgan. “It wouldn’t surprise me if he did.”
    “He’s such a jerk,” said Carlie. “I think we still need to be careful.”
    “So, do we all walk to school together again tomorrow?” asked Emily.
    “Of course,” said Morgan. “No use taking chances. Even if

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