Something In
Reserve
by Michael C.
Keith
Avery Collins and his
fellow climber Jason Mortimer had reached Camp 3
on Mt. Everest. It had been a particularly
grueling ascent from the previous level, and it
was clear that the two middle-age men were spent.
After a prolonged silence, Collins turned to his
cohort and spoke.
Should we . . .?
he asked tentatively.
I suppose . . . Yes,
I think we should, answered Mortimer.
A second later both men
leapt from the ledge on which theyd been
huddling. Not more than a few feet in the air,
they spread their wings.
Back at Base Camp, Willis
turned to Mortimer and mumbled unhappily, I
thought we were only going to do that as a last
resort.
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