...had its own gravitational pull. It was an exaggeration, of course, but Lia was nowhere near that big! He blinked his eyes, and she was gone already. Damn, she was fast!
Timmy lay back down once more to contemplate Lia's mysterious message, closing his eyes for a minute. He felt the bench rock slightly and sat up quickly. There at his feet sat the female jogger.
"Whoa!" He pulled his legs up.
"Sorry," the girl smiled, "did I scare you?"
"Yeah, kinda!" She was so quiet, he couldn't understand how she had snuck up on him like that.
"You're Timmy Turner, aren't you?" she asked.
"Uh, yeah! . . . do I know you?" Timmy replied curiously.
"We've never met before. My name is Betty Quinlan." She extended her hand to him. "Our mutual friend, Jimmy Neutron, sent me to check up on some of his friends that are here from Retroville.
"Jimmy Neutron . . ." Timmy recalled the name, but couldn't remember how it was that they met. The rules which dictated the conditions that gave him his fairy godparents, stated that he would lose all memories of his magical adventures with them by the time he was fourteen, but Jimmy had discovered a way to bridge the gap between the dimensions wi...