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She’s looking very nervous.
“You okay?” I ask.
“I think I just need to use the bathroom first,” she says, her voice a little shaky.
I bring her into the lodge and show her the bathroom. She hesitates at the door.
“It’s safe, right?”
“Very safe,” I tell her softly. “I must have done it fifty times. My brother is very careful and we take safety very seriously.”
She bites her bottom lip as she thinks about it.
“I just need to call my fiance for a little pep talk,” she says, “but they took my phone for the day.”
“Here,” I say, sneaking her mine. “I’ll watch the door for you.”
She dials her fiance as I stand by the door.
“Hey, babe,” she says all shakily.
“What’s the matter?” he asks. “Are you having fun?”
She tells him about the surprise bungee jumping and he’s so understanding and sweet.
“You can do it, babe,” he says. “I know you can. You can do anything.”
“But I don’t like heights,” she says. “It’s so high.”
“Just close your eyes and think about tonight.”
“Tonight?”
“Yeah,” he says. “Tonight, you’ll be safe and warm in my arms and I’ll tell you I love you.”
They’re so cute. My heart squeezes as I listen to them.
Someday, I hope to meet someone who makes me feel safe like that. Like no matter what happens, I’ll be able to curl into his arms at the end of the day and everything will be okay.
I’m twenty-four and I’ve yet to experience it. I’ve been on a couple of dates, but they never stuck. I’ve stayed positive, waiting and hoping, but lately, I’ve been wondering if it’s ever going to happen.
I just can’t lose hope.
“Okay,” she says when she hangs up and hands me my phone back. “I’m ready.”
She looks like a totally different woman now. Speaking to her man gave her just the burst of confidence she needed. That’s what I want in a relationship. Someone to build me up and make me feel like I can conquer the world.
“That’s the spirit,” I say, following her with a grin as she marches over to the bungee cord.
She keeps that confidence as Julian straps her in. Once he’s certain she’s secured tightly, he nods and the bride turns to the opening in the bridge.
“Oh crap,” she whispers as the tattered bottom of the ruined wedding dress flaps in the wind.
“Whenever you’re ready,” Julian says.
The girls start chanting. “Misty! Misty! Misty!”
And then she jumps over with a scream. I smile as I watch the girls’ reactions. This job is so fun.
