"You're right, I complain too much when I'm sick," She replied with her own forced smile, "Maybe we should just make a run for it? I don't think the rain is going to let up anytime soon and I don't want to miss dinner." Or be stuck in the confusingly tense tent any longer. Her mouth had gone dry and her pulse pounded irregularly.

Pru withdrew her wand from her day dress pocket and muttered a spell that conjured up a nearly invisible umbrella. Hopefully it would hold up well, despite the battering of emotions she was currently experiencing.