Chapter Thirty-Two
Milo
It was dark, but I knew what was below and beyond this towering perch. I didn't have to see it to know the vast depth of it. I could hear the rush of the river and the echo of the canyon winds, and now I stood at the edge, knowing it was time for me to step off and into it.
The pain had become so intense, it called for me to release it and become what is inevitable. The anxiousness and anticipation were pushing me forward, and the urgency for what I must do for my grandfather had removed the fear.
The throbbing in my back intensified still. My urge for release was so overwhelming, I paced like an animal in a cage. My breathing was now like a train trying to climb a hill—I was chugging and ready to explode. No more waiting or wondering as I inhaled the Idaho bree
