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from Contest #1

She told him with a little gesture he had never seen her use before. Issued from her hand, the “boys club” thumbs up looked almost foreign. He was sure, despite her apparent acquiescence, he saw doubt in her eyes. She wasn’t ready; he knew she wasn’t ready, but time was running out. He couldn’t wait. The now or never moment was upon them and though his heart throbbed in his chest, sweat tendrils spidered down his back in a torrent, and God he didn’t want to, he knew he had to do this.

Questioningly he returned the signal, his eyes begging her to stop him, to give one small hint that she wanted him to stay. The worried look in her eyes screamed, “Stay! Stay!” but she responded with a vigorous nod leaving no doubt about her decision, so with no more hesitation or analysis, he launched himself out of the door of the airplane and vanished in the inky blackness of the night sky. 

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