14 mission san buenaventura! “Maria . . . Clara,” they heard someone call. “That’s Dad,” Clara said with a startle. “What’s he doing here?” “I don’t know,” answered Maria, “but we’d better get down off this rooftop before he finds us up here. We’ll be in big trouble if he does!” The kids scrambled back down the way they’d come, Clara still leading, and Christina trying to keep up. “I’m not really afraid of heights, but that doesn’t mean I like running around on rooftops,” she muttered to herself, as she finally put her feet back on the ground. They took off running around the courtyard and through the nearest arched doorway back to the front of the building.
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