Huck got there fast.
By the time he reached the edge of the cliff, there was nothing left to decide except which one of us he was going to save.
He could pull up only one of us. If he chose one rope, he had to abandon the other.
My heart hammered so hard it made me dizzy. I looked up at him through the blur of wind and terror and shouted.
"Huck, please. Please save me."
He hesitated. His gaze moved from me to Vivian, then back again, over and over, as though if he looked long enough, a third option might somehow appear.
I had always been terrified of heights, and Huck knew that better than anyone. We had spent years together. I wanted to believe that had to mean something. I wanted to believe that when it came down to this, when it was life or death, he would remember everything I ha
