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Frank's POV

   Gerard had calmed down substantially after this, so, calm and collected-ly, he went to go get Patrick's shoes. "Where are you going?" Gerard pointed at the sparkling tree-top. "They tied his heels to the top of that tree. I can't climb, but I sure as hell am going to get them down somehow." Patrick was running up behind us. "You guys! If I can waltz in stilettos, I can climb a tree." Patrick, in what seemed seconds, had scaled the tree, grabbed his shoes, and was back in front of us. "What?" Both Gee and I had our jaws dropped and were staring at Patrick.  "That is one of the only things I'm good at."  He smiled.  "Oh my gosh. That was awsome"

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