Jumper.

The jumper wrapped him up nicely.  Standing on the ledge of the block of apartments, he wondered just how his sister managed to knit it so warmly.  The bitter breeze cut his exposed skin, but not through his jumper.   As he looked down, once of many times, he wondered if the jumper would protect him.

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