“What if I fell in?” I asked her, cautiously looking down at the water.
“I –” she walked over to the railing and leaned against it. “I would find someone to help.”
I quickly turned my back to the water and crossed my arms. “You wouldn’t jump in after me?”
She laughed and turned to look at me. “What good would that do?”
I looked away, upwards. I said, “I think it’s going to rain. We should get back to the car.”
– Harley McGrew