The wind’s with us

A strong wind had started up, whistling and moaning through the thick leaves, and frightening Sue and Anne. CRASH! They heard a loud smashing noise as a tree came down in a large gust. They took refuge under the gateway of a building and were not sure what to do. Sue doubted whether they would have the strength to cycle all the way home. But they couldn’t just go on waiting there much longer. “We’d better go then. If we can’t ride our bikes we’ll just have to push them. Or perhaps we’ll be able to get a lift on a truck.” Sue went out, her short hair blowing in the wind. It was impossible to speak, so she just beckoned to Anne to start out. As they pushed their bicycles unsteadily onto the road, Sue suddenly shouted, “Hey! The wind’s with us!” Anne got onto her bicycle. There was no need to pedal – all she had to do was hold onto the handlebars. She felt an almost unreal sense of exhilaration, as if she were floating through the air. “The wind’s with us!” Sue shouted again, her voice filled with surprise and elation. “Even we have the wind with us sometimes, eh?”