Water Tower

On Sunday after supper, Ed and Marci climbed up the water tower and sat watching the sunset and talking about their son, Larry. When it grew dark they started down the ladder, Ed first, Marci a few rungs above him. Ed reached the ground and looked up just in time to see a rung under Marci’s foot break free of the side rail. She screamed as she fell straight down onto her husband. The only thing broken in the fall was the comb in Ed’s back pocket.