"Pool!" Heda said, looking out into the backyard.

"It's got a waterslide! Not as big as Raging Rapids, but still pretty cool."

“Feel free to go for a swim," Mr. Hannity said.

"I didn't bring a suit," Madison said.

“And I can't swim."

"We'll teach you," Heda said.

"Suits?" Morgan asked, looking confused.

“Everyone here's a shifter.

Well, not the help, but they know. Mrs. Sanchez is a voodoo priestess, by the way, so don't muck with her. She's the cook."

Morgan gave a knowing look.

"Swim . . . naked?" Madison replied. She knew she was blushing.

“Madison isn't quite used to the whole ‘communal nudity’ thing," Heda explained.

“But why?"

Madison closed her eyes.

"Not a lot of shifters ever wanted to hang out with me," she said softly.

"Actually, none of them did. Well, not until I met Billy."

"Is Billy your boyfriend?" Timothy asked.

Madison looked shocked.

"God no! He's a boy!"

Timothy and Morgan were both looking confused. Then they came to the same realization at the same time.

"Oh."

"That's not a problem is it?"

“That you're a lesbo?" Morgan asked, back to being nonplussed.

"Nah.