The wishing well is all used up, its magic drained, its enchantment gone dry. Or has it? In a reckless moment, Gordy threatens the old well, telling it to get going with its magic or else! and that seems to do the trick. Suddenly Laura, Lydia, James, and Kipwho feared their autumn would unfold without magicare plunged into just the sort of outlandish adventures theyd longed for. But is it really the wells magic that transforms troublemaker Dicky LeBaron from neer-do-well to hero? Or keeps Appledores orchardand love lifein bloom? Or sends James on a doubly daring rescue of a damsel in distress? What does it matter? Sometimes the best kind of magic is the kind that isnt so magical at all. . . .