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The Ladder and the Broken Bone
I remember every second of that fall. Like it was happening in slow motion. The impact of my arm against the low brick wall is sickening crunch. I lay there. My arm in absolute agony as Grant ran over to check on me. It was clear that the bone was broken and we needed to call an ambulance. Our only option was for Grant to climb in and get his phone. To his credit, I didn't have to talk him into it. He hoisted the ladder off the ground and pushed it close to the window. When he stood there at the bottom, droplets of sweat visible on his face and looked at me. And I could see from his pale, frightened