She sits down. If she decides to, she can slide over and …
‘You’re too close to the edge there.’
The guy’s voice makes her jump. If she’d sat closer to it…
‘You don’t want to fall off. Unless you do.’
She flinches.
‘Yeah, know how I can tell?’
She shakes her head.
‘You’re here. Only two types of people come up here. Those who think they want to die, and me. I’m the bloody janitor. Yet all I do is talk people down. If they paid me like a shrink, I wouldn’t complain. Now, will you come with me already?’
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Story 8 of 31 or Story A Day
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He needs a jump prevention bonus me thinks.
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Yes, he certainly does.
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I LOVE this one!
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thank you 🙂
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Welcome 🙂
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That great title reeled me in and the story didn’t disappoint!
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Glad to hear it! Thank you 🙂
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😊
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Brilliant, loved it!😀
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Thanks 🙂
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Interesting take. Glad he is there to stop people from jumping. Indeed, he should be paid better!
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Just left feedback on mslexia for you. I don’t know if you got it?
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Wonderful story! Makes me wonder how many lives he has saved. He may consider himself a janitor, but he is more than that!
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He certainly is. Thanks, Jessie 🙂
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Very clever, Sonya 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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Sent from a prehistoric stone tablet, abbazadawa
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