Tailgating Entry III

The deal is, same beginning, different endings. This starter comes from Miss Edit over at beginning-middle-end where you should go to read her ending (and other posts, she's quite a good writer).

Everyone’s life has gotta end some time, right? Fact of life and all that. Death and taxes. But you hope you have a long and somewhat happy life, or at least that you don’t see it coming. And unless you’re suicidal, you definitely try not to win a Darwin Award by doing something stupid to cut short your own life. Me? I shoulda seen it coming.

Stupid really doesn’t begin to make you understand what happened. I guess it was pride and stupidity.

I had arrived early to the party. She (I call her she cause I don’t want to give her the satisfaction of seeing her name) – she was still putting up the decorations.

she said -Give me hand with these?

me – No problem what do you need?

She had me climb up to put a stupid fucking light-up turkey at the very top eave of her house. I’m no wimp, but heights aren’t my thing. But I did it. I climbed up.

me – Is this where you want it?

She didn’t say anything so I looked down. She smiled up at me and tapped the side of the ladder with her foot.

me – What the hell are you doing?

She kicked it harder and I felt it sliding. It was strangely like a falling dream. As I wondered what it was going to be like when I hit the ground, I looked and could clearly see her smiling up at me.

Bitch