Ginny had called Mag on the phone while she crossed her yard Mag had told her that the door was unlocked. Once Ginny entered her house she knew right where Mag was. Mag was in her usual place sitting with her binoculars staring at the tree in Ginny's yard. Mag loved sitting and watching she felt like she could see every thing sometimes at night she would watch the stars and find the constellations and make up her own. " So did my tree get any bird visitors?" Ginny said this made Mag jump she had not heard Ginny come in and almost fell off the window seat she was perched on. Mag took a deep breath letting out a small sigh when she saw it was only Ginny. Ginny laughed it was fun to scare Mag even though she was easily scared.
Mag put her binoculars back in their case and told Ginny about the 8 gold finches that she had seen in the tree that morning "Eight that is the most we have had at 1 time in months." Mag looking relived that she did not want to talk about Luna Ginny knew that Mag would get very upset if Ginny tried to talk about Luna because Mag and Luna had also been close Mag used to photograph the birds she saw and give Luna the picture to paint. "Mag I need to ask you something" said Ginny. "What" she replied "Well" Ginny said feeling slightly strange Mag and Ginny barely ever talked and when they had Luna had been there to help them understand what the other was trying to say like they were talking in different languages. Luna could understand everyone that was another thing that made her a great friend. "Well Mag can you remember if you saw any one coming out of the window of Luna's art studio?"