“Are you looking up my skirt?” I laughed. “No. I’m too busy trying not to die. I hope you know that if you fall and get hurt, I won’t be able to get us out of here,” I said as we climbed. He laughed as he reached the top, then turned to help pull me up. “You’d do just fine. And anyway, I wouldn’t do anything to put us at risk.” It really wasn’t that high up, and getting down would be easy. “Yeah, I know. I’m just a city boy prone to exaggeration and pessimism.”
