“C’mon, mate. Don’t be a wimp,” Dan yelled from below.
Charlie sensed a grin on Dan’s face. An imprecation pushed at Charlie’s lips; He bottled it deep inside.
“You’ve done this before,” Dan offered.
Charlie turned again, looked to the horizon, which offered no comfort.
He took a few steps back. Then a few more. The dizzying drop no longer dominating his view. The profanity burst out as he ran towards the cliff edge. Feeling 20 years younger, Charlie plummeted towards the sea like that first exhilarating time.