I loved the line about the frontal lobe being on idle. Great set-up and pacing so that the end result really could go either way without in any way violating the feel of the rest of the ficlet.
Of course, like all mothers, mine asked if my friends jumped off a cliff would I join them. The answer she expected, and got, was no I wouldn’t. But in my heart I knew that I would. Good Job
heh, I know a bridge like that, but the water’s gross. usually there’s an unseen lawn chair or fridge or washer down there to bust your body parts upon.
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