I followed NC up a metal ladder and he cried out when he pierced his finger with a plastic toothpick.
We discovered upon returning to the apartment that MN had moved out in the middle of mounting brass plates behind each picture frame.
I took NC to the hospital in my car and called in to work that I'd be late while JR rode in the back seat.
We went to the park from the hospital.
I noticed my pockets were filled with bloated moist paintballs which looked like yellow pear tomatoes.
We saw JD and his son there at the park that looked like the spaces between office high-rises.
I tossed one of the paintballs - like a quarterback passing a football - to JR as he was running towards a red fire hydrant.