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“Nah,” David said, kissing the top of her head. “Falling is easy, sweet pea. It’s getting back up that’s the trick. But you don’t ever have to do it alone.”

And when it eventually fell again—as all towers do—they fell with it, laughing on the way down. piper perri fall down dad

“Oh, the humanity!” he boomed, clutching his chest. “I have been struck down! The shock! The sheer, unmitigated tragedy of the falling tower has felled me!” “Nah,” David said, kissing the top of her head

Piper nodded solemnly. She reached for the final block—the crown jewel, a yellow cylinder that she called “The Golden Howitzer.” She held her breath. The universe held its breath. She extended her arm, leaned forward, and… But you don’t ever have to do it alone

David grinned, a wide, genuine smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes. “Sweet pea, that is the smartest thing I’ve heard all week.”