The Treehouse
When Betsy was six and in first grade we had a great treehouse in our front yard. It had a couple of different levels with boards hammered into the tree trunk for a ladder. My brothers were fixing the ladder so some of the boards were missing. We still wanted to climb up so we just stacked a chair on top of another chair to climb up. The Pie Seller who was about 12 was coming by selling pies and he said, "I'll hold the chairs for you." He didn't do such a good job and the chairs fell and Betsy fell too. He didn't know what to do so he left. Betsy had to crawl into the house and mom wasn't home. Mom came home and said she had a broken ankle so she took her to the doctor and she had to get a cast for 6 weeks.
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