“Do you need help?” Tillia asked. To climb a ladder? Well, I’d never climbed a ladder before, wood or metal or rope. “Uh, no?” I guess if I fell to my death, at least I’d get to skip that awkward sex. With a fortifying breath, I started up the rungs, moving as fast as a sea turtle on sand. Sweat dripped down my spine and beaded at my temples by the time I finally reached the landing. There was probably a graceful way to get onto the treehouse’s balcony, but I flopped on my stomach like a dead fish, rolling and flipping until I was finally able to push to my knees and stand. I leaned over the
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