“What are you doing?!?” she yelled.

“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m spying.”

“Spying…”

“Ya. A friend of mine dared me to spy on this girl… And I now see that was a horrible mistake.”

“You would be correct.”

“Sorry,” he muttered.

“Don’t apologize to me. Apologize to the poor girl who has an eleven year old boy staring at her.”

He flushed.

“A tip for next time: It’s hard to me inconspicuous when you are hanging upside down in a tree.”