the first time I leaped
off a 15-foot death drop to evade
my would-be captor
. I had imagined that time would slow down as I fell; that I'd see my life flash before my eyes as I floated
downwards like a feather.
I didn't. I fell like a rock, landed feet first, and slammed into the woodchips
with my butt.
I looked up and realized I was safe
. No one
would be stupid enough to follow me. I got up and jogged it off, happy with the knowledge that I had a move
no one could match, at least for a while