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It was now or never.
The ground looked really far away from where Seth stood, his shoes gripping the edge of the precipice,almost willing him to step back and rethink his decision. He knew everyone was looking at him, some were expecting him to chicken out, while others were hoping he would take the plunge. Literally.
Let’s not disappoint them, said a tiny voice inside his head.
One week ago
The air was filled with good-natured jibes that flew around raucously in the smoky confines of the bar. Roger spoke about the way his boss was driving him at work and how he wished he was at least handsome enough to make it worthwhile. Dave chuckled and checked his phone, drawing hoots from the others,’Love of God, man! Give it a rest. That’s the tenth time in four minutes!’
Nathan threw his head back, the fourth tequila shot making his eyes water. Seth took this all in with an easy, comfortable gaze, enjoying the chilled beer in his hand, the bubbles foaming up softly, almost like the limpid pools in Heather’s eyes.
A roar of laughter brought him out of his reverie as he realised that every eye was on him and everyone at the table was mimicking his lovesick expression. Flushing, he joined in the guffaws good-naturedly.
“Somebody’s got his head in the clouds,” cooed Dave.
“I think that cloud was drawn by the wonderful Ms. Heather Lockhart,” gushed Nathan in a high-pitched voice, drawing a heart in the air.
“Knock it off, fellas,” chimed in Roger. Seth turned to him with a grateful nod until Roger continued, “It’s not his fault he is a love-stricken puppy.”
Pretending to land a punch, Seth hit out and settled back down with a grin. He was fine with the ribbing and the joking. After all, he was the last of the lot to get hitched. Heck, he was the last to have found a girl and held on to her for longer than four months.
“So, do you love her?” asked Dave.
“Sure I do,” replied Seth.
“Well, it’s not love until you prove it, ya know,” said Nathan, with a sly wink at the others. “For instance, I would do anything to make Valentine’s Day special for my woman. A romantic dinner, a movie and some love notes, methinks, should do the trick.”
“Well, I would die for her,” said Seth.
Exaggerated sighs and dramatic gestures came from the others as Seth spoke these words.
“Guys, I’m serious. She’s special.”
A silence prevailed until Roger broke it with, ‘Prove it. I don’t think you have the guts.’
Smiling at them, Seth downed the last of his beer, smiled at them and stood up to leave. He took out a pen, scribbled something on a napkin, saying, ‘I will. Next week, Monday, ten a.m. Be at this place. Don’t be late. Oh and bring Heather, will you?’
With a mock salute, he left the bar, as the three friends exchanged quizzical glances after looking at the note he’d left behind.
Heather was down there, in the crowd. Seth tried to locate the top of her blonde head, but it was nearly impossible in the sea of faces below. Taking a deep breath, he listened for one last time to the voice in his head and replied, ‘Here goes nothing.’
With a rush of air hitting his face, he leaped off the edge of the New River Gorge Bridge, his arms spreadeagled to brace for the impact as his body hurtled through space into the staggering void. Just as he felt that the ground was going to hit him squarely between the eyes, his hand found the clasp of his BASE jumper’s chute and yanked the cord.
A few minutes later, he was surrounded by onlookers on the ground, shaking his hand and slapping his back in congratulations. Heather pushed her way through the crowd and flung her arms around him, crushing his lips with a fevered kiss.
“Why did you do that?” she asked.
“For you, my love. I told the guys that I would die for you.”
Tears glistening, Heather replied, ” You crazy guy. You didn’t have to, you know.”
“I know. But I wanted to,” he responded, reaching into his jacket for the single red rose that he now handed to her, showing her how far he’d go for love.
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