Joe peered across the chasm, 6 feet he thought. The sun blazed; Joe felt alive. Leaping he landed at the base of the cliff. He began to climb, Selain’s words echoed in his head, as hand and footholds passed beneath him.
“I love what we have, but it just doesn’t feel complete, solid, God! I don’t know.”
Reaching the top, Joe scanned the canyon.