#Chapter43

I closed my eyes and got closer to the edge of the cliff. I looked around, like I wanted to hear answer on my question: should I do it? We should listen to wind, that’s how God whispers the answer. But I was too deaf to hear anything.

My hair was dancing with the wind, making them cover my face. I started closing eyes because it gave me an excruciating feeling of dry eyes. That was the right time, I guess.

Okay, on 3...2...1.

“Good afternoon!”– I heard someone’s voice. I got scared and jumped away.

“G-good afternoon!”– I stuttered, when I looked at him.

It was an old...