Whitewater Gorge one we say, off we go

The step back was noticed but not acknowledged, as was his defensive undertone. Forrest simply smiled in response, You aren't afraid of falling? She could only hope his answer would be no; a child who was afraid to take risks would grow into an adult with the same fears. Only thing being, an adult who was afraid of the world around them posed a much bigger threat.

Can't you see from there? she inquired, Or even from here? With that, she took a step back and sat down, then stretched her body out as a model of how he could look over the edge from a much safer distance. I can.