Edgar skipped merrily through the park. It had been a sunny day, but now the golden glow of the near dusk light made everything look like a photograph.
He checked his watch, 30 seconds to go. He hurried to the bench. 20 seconds… He kicked off his shoes and loosened his shirt, He could feel his veins pulsating.
10 seconds…
He leaned back, positioning himself. As he gazed up at the towerblock window, the sun shifted, its glare reflected…
Zero.
Brilliant white turned to a kaleidoscope of colour – his pupils dilated.
A bird landed on his knee. Edgar felt nothing.
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Title by: Purple
Story by: Cheryl Duncan
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