My Son Jumped Off The Building
When his father remained silent, Billy had cried out, “I’ve been a terrible son! It’s only right if you can’t forgive me!”
As he spoke, he leaned farther out of the window and looked as though he might fall at any moment.
Greg had finally snapped out of his daze and hurriedly shouted, “I forgive you! You silly boy, none of this was ever a burden a child should’ve had to carry. Please just come down!”
At that moment, Lori, who had been standing silently nearby, finally spoke. “Billy, come down. From now on, I’ll protect you.”
Her words seemed to serve as a reminder. Billy cast a quick, subtle glance at the inflatable rescue cushion already positioned below, then delivered his final grand decl