I stood at the top of the tremendous cliff pulling her up. She wasn’t sure this was a good idea and suggested several alternatives including, “Maybe you should just climb down from there.” I told her not to worry.
This was her idea. She said we needed adventure. Said we had to get out of the house. Maybe this wasn’t what she meant, but here we were.
She repeatedly asked if I was strong enough. I repeatedly said yes. Turns out I was lying. My arms grew tired. The rope slipped. She landed with a sickening thud. I miss her.