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Leaning over the ocean cliff top the scene that met her eyes was spectacular. He held her tightly lest she fall again. The brace on her arm was a hindrence to her as she tried to lean forward just a touch more. For the first time ever his fear was communicated to her in taut silence. The muscle in his great forearm was strained. Was she actually being this glib he wondered? Or was she just to unaware even after all these years of teaching from him?

The view was mezmerizing, she wanted to step closer just six or seven inches. His arm tightend, His voice warned. Finally she caught a glimpse of the beachs' shoreline. That was all she had wanted. A clear single second of the full height, the full plunge. Oh it was far to delicious. To brief. His hand tightened and his light tugg said "enough" . She compliantly backed away , turned and smiled. He was only half recovered of his fear when he posed her for a picture. Prophetically the last in the roll of the film. Later that photo held enourmous emotion, when ever gazed upon. They started back down the path. An easy desent for both, but they must hurry. Time wouldn't ease more hours from the day for anyone.

As they half raced down the slopes of the path. He smiled a bit. He was competative, still. The difference in their age meant nothing to him. For the first time she noticed his shoes. Why wasn't he wearing his hiking boots? They were custom made and he practically ran up or down a moutain with them. No boots, just a pair of worn out day shoes. This was a testimony to the spontenaity, of the trip. Oh the weather had been more than good. The food had been the same old fare and all the better for it. But neither had taken much in the way of the tradional, for a beach and trail day.

As the last of path was covered and gave way to gravel and old sawdust, she saw him rubbing his wrist and arm. ""Why, what is wrong with your arm?"" He gave her a frustrated look, the smile from the lightly competative path race replaced with something else. She was startled by his answer. He had held her tightly in fear of her falling he had, had, nothing else with which to retrieve or prevent a fall. His jacket and hers tied together would not have been any use either. He haden't
even stuffed a light twine of 100 lb test, in his pocket. Had she slipped or fallen, he would have lost her forever he said, unable to summon help, the path was nearly three miles down and back up again. Even 'if' the fall had been survived. She was wide eyed for a moment. He HAD certianly been pondering a fall. Her fall! He never wasted words when he was upset. She had not considered that a fall might really have happened. He was not a foolish man. He would have let her go and not killed himself too wouldn't he? She knew the answer to that. It was a golden rule. "save yourself that you might save others, don't die in vain."

Here now only on the eve of her going, her leaving his sheltering loving arms forever, had she known. Known the depth of his love. He had held her on the edge of death. All that stood between her and a moment of mortality. 'You have no sense of fear' he said, "No sense of self preservation". "You scare me, I've no more time to teach, you any thing, to show you how to have sense." Now a tear formed in her eye. His mood had not lightened and she has caused him such fear. What was it? He had seen battles, fought fires, resucued, and always been her truest hero! A sinking feeling of reality came over her. Yes she could have fallen, been foolish, but his fear and his love were not about the cliff. She was leaving. Her life would change and no matter what he could not hold tight enough to save her from falling. All her future was with out him beside her. Thats' his fear, he wanted to hold on but loved her enough to let her go. Unselfish love, he loved her more than ever she had perceived. ""Oh"" she felt the tear threaten to well over. She would always be his girl. She knew in a split second of a split second. Her leaving was cutting into the bone of him, the very marrow. She was and would ever be his, little girl. "Daddy" she said, as they climbed into the car for might be their last ride together. Sing me that new rag time song again. Please? ""You Little Pip""? He asked to be sure . 'Yeah, that's the one'. "Well it sure suits you after today," had been his rye retort. She just smiled. He was becoming himself again.

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		It's all true thats why thanks !!
Posted by lampoil on 2008-05-03 02:55:50


		very interesting ... i like it.
Posted by DreamingOfBruxelles on 2008-05-07 02:45:33


		you remind me of badlydrawnstickman, you have similar writing styles. I like it.
Posted by roe on 2008-05-08 00:07:23


		Very nice blog. You do have a flair for the written word. Continue to write as I continue to enjoy.
Posted by templar_knight on 2008-05-17 09:16:30


		hey,thanx for the advice the other day i really needed it i dident n what to do i had that bff in my life for 9years thats along time and my X-bf not as long bt long and i need the advice bt thanx
Posted by littel_miss_sunshine on 2008-05-17 11:35:07


		Thank you Templar it means a lot to have you say that.... :0
Posted by lampoil on 2008-05-17 22:25:50


		Sunshine you are more than welcome.... any time.
Posted by lampoil on 2008-05-17 22:26:23


		Recals Balzac's "Seriphita." His last novel, of climbing with an angel obove a fjord in Norway. Your writing is supurb, such economy of words. I experienced the apprehention. It's an honor to be with you on thoughts.com.
Posted by SMOKY on 2008-05-22 14:40:09


		with blushes and a thrilled sould I thank you smoky.
Posted by lampoil on 2008-05-22 14:45:17


		"Windamug" Oh, thank me not for songs I sing thee. Thine are the songs, no gift of mine. Thou givst them me. Thine are they, every one, forever. I but return thee.......... What are, and ever shall be thine.
Posted by SMOKY on 2008-05-23 03:32:05