So…when I first saw the picture for the photo prompt, I thought I saw a person standing at the top of this building. My idea grew from there. After I scrolled, the person was gone from the picture. Trick of the imagination? Nope, dirty screen, time to clean. 🙂 Alas, the creation of my first finished story of 2021.
Thanks as always to Rochelle for making Friday Fictioneers possible.
Only So Much
“I’m done.” Jill started thrusting garments into her overnight bag.
“What if he falls?”
Jill glanced at her sister, Penny. “I don’t want to hear about it.”
A muffled roar rose from the pavement stories below. Penny raised an eyebrow before they both ran to the balcony door.
Danny Nickerson waved to the crowd naked except for his boxers. In freezing temperatures, barefoot, he’d tight-rope-walked the metal railing encircling the roof of their high rise.
On cue, a fist banged loudly at the door. “Police, Danny. You know the routine.” So did Jill. But no more. “Goodbye, Danny.”