Lucy pt 7

George tumbled through the door onto the roof. He could hear the shuffling of feet on the stairs below.
Why?” asked George.
“Oh, we all get our kicks somehow,” sighed Lucy. “That, and my ex-tells me I should channel my hobbies into doing more good for the world.”
“And this is doing good?” cried George.
“Yes, well,” replied Lucy. “But, maybe not for you.”
George looked over the edge at the stained pathways below. The stairwell door creaked open.