If I had known that he was going to fall, I would have screamed like a maniac. It seemed to go in slow motion.
I scrambled down the ladder in a panic to find him safely standing on the ground.
I'm breathing hard and my heart is beating louder than a stampede of Indian Elephants.
He dusts his pants off and grins at me.
"Miss me, Ravenwood?"
I can do nothing but gawk at him for a full five seconds.
But he...
The tree...
I...
I run over to him and slap his shoulder. Hard.
"Ow! What was that for?!"
"For faking your own tragic death!" I berate.
"I thought it would be fun!" He protests.
I'm silent for a minute. But then I poke him in the chest.
"You. Are. Infuriating." I tell him, putting extra emphasis on each word.
"What is that supposed to be, some kind of declaration?" He asks irritably.
"No, my dear Jones. That is an accusation."
Then he does something that really irks me. He pokes ME in the shoulder.
"You. Are. Insane." He says right back.
"Oh, is that your accusation to me?" I ask, drawing back from his poke.
"Yes. Got a problem with that?" He replies.
I stalk out of the backyard and into the kitchens.
Damn you, Indiana Jones, why must you vex me?
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