The Deadly Drop
When my husband told me to go bungee jumping, I did not scream. I did not cause a scene. I just nodded and said, "Okay."
Keep in mind, I was eight months pregnant.
I only agreed because I had already lived through this nightmare once before.
In my past life, his precious childhood best friend, Lily Lane, had been feeling down. My husband, desperate to be her hero, told her he would make her one wish come true. Her wish? She wanted a partner to go bungee jumping with.
My husband was terrified of heights, so he could not do it himself. Instead, he volunteered me. I refused on the spot, obviously. I told them I was not going to strap a harness over a baby bump and jump off a bridge.
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