Neither of the boys are real risk takers. I think this is why I was surprised at the thrill they took from leaping off the hay bales at the farm we visited a couple of weeks ago.
As I watched them, I couldn't remember the last time I had a thrill like that. The kind that makes your stomach jump to your throat. Climbing the ladder to wash the windows doesn't count.
I'm talking about the kind of leap-with-reckless-abandon you take just for the fun of it.
For no other reason at all.
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