I clambered out of the window and saw a lower roof off to the side. I stared at it in appall. Already hearing the tearing of my fine pink dress.
Wouldn’t Kareni be pissed.
I felt some kind of evil glee in knowing that. Giving a long, disgruntled, sigh I began my efforts to get over to that lower roof. I swung out a stockinged foot. Catching the top of it with my toes I fumbled to get footing. Dangling from the windowsill by my finger. Huffing in aggravation I struggled to reach. Making slow progress I inched my foot up on it. Before swinging the rest of my weight over and landing on it. Teetering forward and back over the edge of the roof before managing to balance above it. I whooshed a long grateful breath and cast an appreciative look heavenward before walking the edge of that roof t
