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Dany
Jack and I are standing at the top of River Bridge. It’s a long way down. I look over the edge and immediately regret it. Okay, maybe it was a bad idea to include this on my list. But I wanted to do something that the old Dany would never in a thousand years consider.
I squeeze my eyes shut tight.
“Still time to reconsider,” says Jack.
“Not helping,” I say.
“I’m going to have you re-grout the entire first floor bathroom for this. No mercy,” he says.
I look over at him. I think Jack is really, actually afraid of heights. He’s determinedly not looking at the edge of the bridge or the water below.
“Hey,” I say. I walk over and put my hand on his arm.
He looks down at me and gives a weak smile.
“You don’t have to do this.”
He gives me a look, like he’s disappointed in me. “D
