Chapter 10
by 
dangerslut
I go down first to find the best footing.
About six or seven feet up I hear another squeak.
Maybe it was more of a squeal. Either way Emma had (predictably) slipped. Luckily I had just planted my feet on solid ground. I was able to step back in time to see her land hard.
She was once again on her ass in the dirt.
We're not going anywhere now.
