"Ahhhh!" A shrill scream escaped Jessie's lips as she fell, and an even louder scream left her hoarse throat as her body moved from side to side, her shoulder cried out in response. Clinging on for dear life she heard George grunt as he supported both her weight and his, the bridge to her living or dying. Jessie hated this odds more than anything in her life, how could it be that at the end of the day her life which was literally hanging was doing so at 5he mercy of the person she detested the most?
George grunted again, trying to grip the railing tighter Jessie stable body began to move again and she screamed in protest. "Do do that, please." She pleaded.
"Patricia! I swear to god If you dare!" George yelled but his voice drowned out with sound of an approaching helicopter. A bright light shone on the three people and there was a loud voice speaking through the mouthpiece.
