She didn’t care what he thought. Or at least that’s what she told herself. And it was kind of true – she cared more about the fact that she’d made the woodlouse fly straight up into the air. And not because she’d moved her arm – that had moved sideways. She didn’t really understand physics very well, but she knew enough to understand that the woodlouse shouldn’t have gone straight up. It was like... magic. Did she have magic powers? It sounded crazy, but it might be true.