Soaring Together

Tom's plan was simple, and he explained it briefly to Uncle Wei and the others, and they understood immediately.

The sofa had been blown down from upstairs by the previous typhoon. All they needed to do was tie the dog's body to the sofa and let the typhoon carry the body downstairs.

Uncle Wei asked, "But a dog weighs thirty to forty pounds. How can we carry it with the sofa?"

Tom stomped on the back of the sofa forcefully. "Half of the sofa is exposed outside the railing. We don't need the sofa to be blown far away. We just need it to lose balance and fall."

"Oh," Boyo suddenly realized, "we rely on the sofa's descent to bring the dog down. But what if the dog's body gets stuck on the railing?"