“I can see your house from up here,” said the higher to the lower.
“Not if you jump you won’t,” replied the lower looking up at his friend.
“You’ve got pigeon crap all over your roof.”
“Yeah I know dad’s always hunting them away, but they keep coming back.”
The higher boy was where he was because he had failed his Chemistry exam and his parents would be disappointed in him. Right now, he wasn’t ready to deal with the shame they would load onto him. Jumping off seemed a reasonable way out.
“You can sit the exam again you know. In the summer break, they allow kids a second go at it,” said the lower boy.
“I know,” said the higher boy, “but that means more parental scrutiny.”
He took a step closer to the edge, but when his lower friend called out, “What about Maria, she loves you, man.” He hesitated and took a step back. Both boys breathed a sigh of relief.