Page 43 of Maximum Dare
Daisy reached out and threaded her fingers through mine. “We’ll go together.”
“Go? We’re only leaning forward.”
“That’s what I meant.”
“It’s good to be specific.” I squeezed her hand tightly.
I felt the loosening of the winch behind my back as I leaned forward, the jaw-dropping view made the people on the street below us look like swarming ants.
Fucking hell.
“I’m actually doing it,” said Daisy breathlessly.
Sweat snaked down my back. I winced when it reached my butt crack. “What are we meant to be achieving again?”
“It’s meant to make us braver for those important life decisions.”
The winch loosened again.
“Jesus e todos os anjos, por favor me ajudem!”
“What did you say?” she asked.
“This is fun.”
“Somehow, I don’t think that’s what you said.” Her voice sounded shaky.
I wondered if she had her eyes closed.
My thighs trembled and my feet had gone numb. A bird flew by my face, its wings too close to my nose. “Jesus Christ!”
Daisy giggled.
I glared at her. “It wasn’t funny.”
I took a deep breath and settled into the moment as my adrenaline rush peaked. My heart was pounding against my chest as though it was trying to escape, reminding me what mortality felt like. It was quite stimulating, if you didn’t mind an internal organ beating you up from the inside.
“I need to pee,” whispered Daisy.
“Don’t put that thought in my head.”
“It would be very bad for those people below.”
She smiled at me.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I snapped.
“You’re already spontaneous. I want to be that way, too.”
We are reckless. This is irrational and idiotic.
I could only imagine the headline in theFolha de Sa~o Paulo Newspaper: “Crazy Lawyer Takes Last Dare of His Life.”
“I won’t let you fall,” Daisy whispered.
“How do you propose to stop me?” I blurted out.
“I won’t let go.”
