When the two got outside, Palmer let go of Bailey's hand to lean against the railing, looking out at the yard. "Did you know I managed to climb onto the roof once?"
Bailey walked over to lean on the railing next to him. "No, you never told me about that."
"I was twelve at the time. I figured out that if I stood on the railing, I could pull myself up onto the roof of the porch and from there, get on the roof of the house."
"What happened?" Bailey asked.
Palmer grinned, shaking his head. "I lost my balance and fell off; broke both of my arms and my ankle. I thought Mom was gonna strangle me for that."
Bailey chuckled, reaching over to place his hand on top of Palmer's. "I nearly got hit by a car when I first shifted."
"What?" Palmer looked over at him, his eyes widening. "What happened
