Without hesitation, gravity took over and sucked Jane speedily toward the canyon floor. Fear began to overwhelm her and she struggled to twist her body to face her would be rescuer. “He’ll come — he has to come!”, the thought raced through her mind in a desperate attempt to keep the terror at bay.

But he did not. William caught his breath as she took that step. Jane was always trying manipulate him into using his ability and now she had gone too far. What was she thinking?
“I CAN’T FLY!”, he screamed over the ledge. “And I couldn’t catch you if I wanted! I have wings not a rocket strapped to my ass!!!”

Jane reached the bottom sooner than she anticipated and with a sickening thud. William hung his head for a moment, more out of frustration than respect, took a slow deep breath then straightened his form. He began removing all evidence he had ever been there, leaving only traces of Jane. He peered over the edge one last time. He never liked her much anyway.

And then a rustling from behind …