She opened the book and looked inside. It wasn’t at all what she had expected. Her mother was always a cautious person. But looking at these words she could tell her own mom had been more adventorous in her youth.
“I didn’t dare close my eyes as we made our way to the edge of the cliff. It was time, we took each others hands and jumped. I could feel the cold air hitting my face hard. And it felt good. Seconds later and we hit the hard, cold water. It was exilerating, just the thrill I needed.”