"Hey!" Tony said, once people had gathered. "Today we're working on shields again, but this time we're going to play British Bulldogs with magic." He pointed to a couple of people. "You and you. You guys are the bulldogs. Your job is to catch everyone else. If you touch them - skin or clothes - then they're a bulldog, too, and have to go after the others. Everyone else, your job is to not get touched." Tony pointed to bright yellow crime scene ribbons tied to trees around the edge of the clearing... read more
