"Three figures huddled on the widow's walk on top of the Hatford's house. Rain beat steadily down on their yellow slickers and the air was cold. "Even if we catch pneumonia and die, it's worth it," said Caroline, her teeth chattering. "Even if we fall off the roof and break both legs," Eddie agreed. "One more time?" Beth asked. "No. Didn't you hear them running? Let's wait until we think they've forgotten about it, then sock it to them again," said Eddie. They giggled."