A ladder is not like a girl friend, or a family member, or any other disposable thing. You know your own ladder. If you walked into a building and came out holding one, wouldn't you stop and wonder, even briefly, if this was something you had with you when you arrived?
Printed copy · Anthology Volume 4, page 827 · cut by a page breakPrinted copy from The Tender For Law Anthology, Volume 4, page 827 (printed 13 June 2014). Added by this site; not part of the Facebook export. A page break in the printout cut off the beginning of this comment, with its name.