"Well, lead the way..." She said, smiling a bit. "Or maybe you'd better hold on to my arm...in case you trip again."
"It's not me....I'm usually pretty coordinated. It's these shoes...." Biff trailed off, looking down. He gasped. He was wearing heels. No wonder he had tripped. He leaned on Kyla, and pulled them off, examining them. Then realized one other thing. Without the heels....Kyla was taller than his was.
He dropped the heels and started to run again.
Kyla grabbed the shoes and hurried after him.
