“Hey, Pa, look at me! Up here! HERE!”
Pa looked up and saw his little boy, who had somehow climbed onto the heavy wooden beam.
“Oh no! Come on, come back down the same way you went up. Right now! And be careful! It’s old, rotted and wormy!”
“Pa? Daddy? It looks different from up here. I wasn’t scared before, but I am now. I’m afraid I’ll fall.”
” Stay where you are. I’ll come to you. Don’t move!”
And Pa talked until he was close enough to be able to catch his son as he jumped.
“I wasn’t really scared.”