20
MEGAN
Once I got to the roof by scaling the Straights’ chimney, I looped the rope I’d tied off at the ground over the roof vent for one of the toilets. I let the rest of it drop the two stories to the ground ready to be used later. From there, I scaled the roof until I came to the skylight. I thought about the blueprint and realized this was the one over the central stairwell, not the room with the dagger.
The shingles were rough beneath my palms, and I moved slowly so as not to slip. With the treads on my shoes, I held well, but the incline was more generous than other roofs I’d had to maneuver in the past.
I was also older. I hadn’t grown since I was seventeen although my hips and boobs definitely had. But it was clear I wasn’t as agile. No, that wasn’t right. I stopped at the cor
