“I am going to jump and nothing an annoying, young lady like you can say will stop me.”
“Yeah but before I bugger off and leave you to it. It would be nice to know what a pissed, old fart, like you is doing on a rail bridge, at ten to midnight.”
“I was planning to jump. If that is ok with you.”
“Yeah it’s fine, go ahead, do it. If that’s what you really want.”
“If I do explain, will you leave me to it?”
“Err yeah. Cross my heart and hope to......... well you know.”
“I met the women of my dreams. God I loved her so much. We were married for ten years. Then today she died; bloody cancer.”
“I’m sorry to hear that, truly I am. But I have something important to tell you.”
“More important then my wife dying?”
“Kinda. You see that red, mangled mess on the track.”
“God yes!”
“Take a closer look.”
“Oh my god, that is my jacket. And that is my... god. You are saying that? Is that me? That means that you are.... and you have.”
“Yes I’ m here to collected you. Take my hand. Be at peace.”