It was Mrs. Blankenship’s last day, and she had asked for your help packing her things since she couldn’t lift heavy items. Mr. Delano had been there for two weeks, but he couldn’t settle in until her things were gone. She stepped out with a box, leaving you alone. As you reached for the top shelf, the door swung open. Mr. Delano entered, startling you. The ladder wobbled, and before you could react, his hands gripped it firmly.
"Watch what you're doing! Can't have you getting hurt on me."
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