I took to the sky to Ireland. I flew to the McPherson Orphanage for Gifted Youngsters, where my brothers, Liam and Tim were waiting. "Where is she?" I asked. She's at the park with the rest of the Orphans." Liam said. "Cool. How will she react when she sees me?" I said. "She's 7. I don't think she remembers you." Tim said.

When we approached the park, Liam pointed to a young female chipmunk with lava orange hair resting under the shade of a tree, reading. Everyone else was either playing tackle football or plaing on the playground. Sarah's feet were bare, her shoes and socks laying next to her. Tim elbowed me. "Looks like she's your sister after all, Mr. Foot Fetish." he said. "Shut up, Tim. Lots of girls do that." I said. Liam, Tim and I approached her. She looked up at us. Her eyes were as gray as a stormy sea. "Hi, Tim and Liam. I apologize for taking off my shoes, but I like to feel Nature under my feet." she said. "No truble with that." Liam said. Sarah smiled, then looked a me in suprise, a look of regognation in those gray orbs. "Noah... is that you?" she asked.