"Grab the nets!" Sherry yelled at her sister. "The Noreaster is starting to blow!" Tracy ran to the shed and grabbed the heavy silken nets and dragged them toward her bigger sister as fast as she could. The weight of the nets taxed her muscles, but with Sherry's help and height, they were able to get them strung between the trees in the increasing wind.
"How many do you think we'll catch this year?" Tracy asked excitedly.
"Enough to pay for school," Sherry replied as she scanned the Northern sky.
And with that, the first of the fairies floated by.