Stolen(101)

Then together, she and Spense stepped out onto the edge of the platform.

She took a huge breath and climbed atop the railing a safe distance from Spense.

Below them the Rio Grande River raged.

Ahead of them, their life together waited.

“I’m going to count down from five,” a guide said. “Five.”

She squared her gaze with Spense’s. “I’m so scared.”

“Four.”

“Me, too,” he said. “Isn’t it great?”

“Three-two-one,” shouted the guide.

Jump!

And then they were flying.