The Beginning of the End
This is it. This is how I die.
As Es fell out of the office window, the wind stung her eyes and pulled strands of hair from her ponytail. She floated among desks, broken glass, and other people finding themselves on the verge of death.
Those people that say your life flashes before your eyes when you are about to die? It was more like seeing everything in slow motion, as if her being thrown out a window suddenly plunged her into a movie.
Falling out of a building from over twenty stories up wasn’t how she thought her life would end. Especially when things seemed to finally start going right for once. When Mr. Tom Thornton had called two days ago to schedule an interview, it couldn’t have come at a better time. Although now it seemed like the worst timing.
