"I remember being at your house probably the summer after 8th grade and you handing me a story and saying 'Read this.' It was about boys with cool nicknames like Sparky on rooftops jumping from one to the other, and one falls. You ended with 'Cats always land on their feet.' And then it became clear that they weren't boys. They were cats. You wrote it in 5th grade."
I wish I could remember writing it.