By Parker
The wind whipped her hair about her face. In the distance, the city lights were mesmerizing. Behind each light was a dream vulnerable to destruction. She knew what that was like.
She straddled the bridge railing, holding on tightly so as not to fall. She laughed aloud. Don’t you fall before you have the chance to jump!
She wished she had taken the time to call her mother for one last mother/daughter conversation. A single tear cruised her cheek.
Leaning back into the night air as far as her arms would allow, her body extended over the water, she let go.
“Don’t you fall before you have the chance to jump!” is a great line. Funny, but true.
Nicely done. Connects to some old Eagles’ lyrics that have been bouncing in my head lately, too: Don’t your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won’t snow and the sun won’t shine
It’s hard to tell the night time from the day
You’re losin’ all your highs and lows
Ain’t it funny how the feeling goes away?