[She guides him along steadily, out the back door and across the yard to the flat planes of the tennis court, where the footing will be steadier (she assumes) and they're away from the roof awnings so he can get a good, long look at the expanse of blue patch-marked in places by tufts of white clouds.
And when they get there, she shifts slightly, releasing him but catching his hand so he'll be able to feel that she's still there, even as she lets him stand on his own.]
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[She guides him along steadily, out the back door and across the yard to the flat planes of the tennis court, where the footing will be steadier (she assumes) and they're away from the roof awnings so he can get a good, long look at the expanse of blue patch-marked in places by tufts of white clouds.
And when they get there, she shifts slightly, releasing him but catching his hand so he'll be able to feel that she's still there, even as she lets him stand on his own.]
See? It's all blue and...up there...