The thin metal wire pressed hard against the deep tissue of my gloved fingers as I climbed the fence, while my toes scrabbled for a hold on the metal hinge that divided one section of fence from another.
Up, up and away!
Precious long seconds, maybe a minute or two and I knew I’d have to get by the fence on the far side as well. I wobbled on top of the fence and then hopped down with a splash. I was running again the second I had my feet under me.
I know she means once she’s steadied herself, but the idea of Taylor’s feet literally not being under her while she climbed entered my head and now I can’t help but imagine her climbing the fence upside-down.
Why wasn’t I stronger? My disappointment in my luck and the power it had given me was an almost physical pain.
Maybe it’s because with all that daily running, you skipped arm day?
I could warn people, but I couldn’t push down a fence. I felt cheated.
Hehe.
Imagine Taylor banging on the fence uselessly like in the Poka Poka meme:
Complete with cutesy Japanese music. :p
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