by John Xero
"What's the worst that could happen?"
Jinx danced on the crumbling cliff edge, only a misstep away from the cruel rocks and roaring ocean below.
She loved the sea almost as much as she loved taunting the gods, testing fate, and teasing whatever devils might be lying in wait.
As night stole the sky she skipped back to town by way of Murderers' Wood.
"It'll never happen to me," She laughed.
And on the shore she met her beau, young Jonah, and climbed aboard his boat.
"We'll be fine," she whispered in his ear as they sailed out to sea.
Uh oh...
ReplyDeleteYeah... ;)
DeleteI hope it wasn't a rough ride! One of those questions that should never be asked ""What's the worst that could happen?" huh ^_^
ReplyDeleteYeah, you never know who/ what's waiting to answer... ;)
DeleteHa! Good one. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you. =)
Delete"We'll be fine." She had to say it, didn't she..
ReplyDeleteYou know she did... =)
DeleteAt worst, Jinx bulletproof. It's what happens to the rest of you!
ReplyDeleteHa! Eye of the storm... ;)
DeleteI bet people say, "I'll be right back" to her all the time...
ReplyDeleteYeah, "Don't worry about me..." ;)
DeleteMaybe her name is protecting her, by counter-jinxing?
ReplyDeleteCould be, or maybe someone's keeping a tally, and saving something real special just for her... ;)
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