He tilted his head back, squinting into the distance. Then he pointed. “Let’s go up there.” I followed his gaze, to the spires of ruined towers that loomed over us. “Why?” I asked. “Because look at it. Must be a hell of a view.” I squinted up at it. He was, I had to admit, probably right. He didn’t give me a chance to argue with him, anyway, before he extended his hand again. I really did think about arguing. But curiosity got the better of me. So, I took his hand, and let him pick me up again.
