<< Kathleen kept walking closer and closer to the edge. Personally, I’m not so good with heights, but I knew she must have been up that high many times as a firefighter and then being in the rescue flights. Then the knot in my stomach began to tighten. Kathleen kept moving about a half step at a time, slowly, steadily, ever closer to the rim. Suddenly it hit me like a ton of bricks.
I ran up close to her and wrapped my arms around her, squeezing her tightly.
“What the heck are you…” she sputtered.
“I promised before God and witnesses that I would be with you forever,” I answered.
“What are you talking about? Are you crazy? Let go of me. Back off! You know you’re afraid of heights!”
“I don’t care. You’re not backing out on me. You’re not going to, you hear me?”
“What do you mean?” she cried out.
“I know what you’re doing. If you do it, you’ll leave me with the terrible feeling in my heart that I actually watched you. Think about that. You say you love me, but everything you’ve done since the crash, everything you’ve said, everything…You’re trying to throw me away. How will breaking my heart so hard it will never mend show me that you really love me?”
“You don’t understand!” she threw back at me.
“Oh, don’t I? Well, how about you explain it, so this little old Texas girl can grasp it a little better? Can you do that, Kathleen? Do you really think that me watching you die is going to make me happy?”
“Who said anything about dying?” she cried.
“Here. Let’s make this easy. You take a step, I’ll take a step, you, me, you, me…And when we get to the edge, we’ll both go together, like Romeo and Juliet.”
“Bella, for God’s sake! Back off!”
At that point, I remember being pushed backwards, falling on my ass, then hitting my head on something buried in the snow, much the same way as the night I met my beautiful Kathleen: the firefighter…the paramedic…the fighter of wrongs and evils…the giver of all to everyone before helping herself…the magical wonder. Then, everything went crimson, then black…totally black. >>
Although Kathleen and Bella are actually near a cliff, each has different thoughts on being there. In reality Kathleen has no intention of harming herself or anyone else, yet Bella is keenly aware of Kathleen’s current moods and has been keeping a watchful eye on her, which is why she reacts as she does. We all need to keep a watchful eye on our families, friends, coworkers, church family, or even others on social media—whoever may be around us. Look for the signs of someone in trouble. Don’t just ignore calls for help or signs of despair. You may just save a life!
Books by HollyAnne Weaver:
Coming of Age
Falling Into Fire
Further Into Fire
Leaving Afghanistan Behind
The Plaid Skirt
AudioBooks by HollyAnne Weaver:
Coming of Age