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.