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He slipped, skidded, and fell off the low roof with a dull thud. He landed flat on his back, looking straight up into the strange sky. When the light was blotted out by a shadow, he managed a rather breathless, "I meant to do that."
He was lying through his teeth, but there was no way in the world he was going to admit that he'd been so surprised by a large bird that he startled right off the edge of the shop's roof. No way in hell.