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When I Jump

When I Jump

Emerald was two. She was at that invincible phase of life when she saw no reason to worry about the consequences of her actions. She seemed to feel certain that no act could hurt or kill her, and that everything would turn out just fine, no matter what death-defying feat she was currently involved in. One night while I was getting the bigger kids into their beds, Emerald climbed up on a footstool in their room. I could feel her standing there near me, surveying this kingdom from her unusually tall perch.

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