I look down the steep cliff and think I must be nuts. All I can see is mist far below. Whatever possessed me to do this anyway? I look over at my husband and grasp his hand – tightly. He looks at me with those alluring blue eyes and smirks like Boris from Rocky and Bullwinkle.
“Scared?” he asks.
“Petrified. I can’t believe we are doing this.”
“It’s too late to back out now. It’s the right thing to do, you know. We can’t continue with the life we are leading. This is for the betterment of our family.” My husband, the head of the household, might have taken this submission thing a bit too far this time. I’m not sure this will be for anyone’s “betterment.”
I think to myself how ironic this is – my husband is usually the timid one and I take all the dares possible. This time is so different. This time, I have no control over the situation. This time, he is truly the strong one and I am weak. If not for his insistence, we would never do this.
Then, with a loud click, the ride suddenly lets loose and we drop an amazing 275 feet straight down in the brand new ride, Precipice Hanger. What a thrill! I can’t wait to do it again.
Aaah - no way! Submission or no submission - I'm not doin it! I'm such a chicken!
Loved this one too! Not knowing how these are going to end has become so much fun!Good stuff!
