Julia quickly climbed up the LADDER onto the roof of the building. She looked out at the view of San Francisco. She looked at the Golden Gate bridge, and wondered why it was called the Golden Gate bridge even though it was RED. She wished she could leave the apartment, and go there, where she wanted to be. She made her wish and threw some COINS into the fountain in her local park. She watched them SINKING into the cool, clean water. One coin missed and hit the PAVEMENT.
“Here, take this,” she said while handing a child the coin.