Title: If I Fall
I still had one week to back out. One week to come up with a way to tell Brian that he’d bought all of that climbing equipment for nothing. One week to dread the disappointed look I knew he’d give me.
I could do it. Just tell him I wasn’t ready to go climbing outside, and then somehow ignore his contagious excitement.
Brian whistled an off-key rock song and I heard him clanking around his room like he’d been doing for the past fifteen minutes. I fell back on my bed and looked at the ceiling. My stomach twisted, its tightness climbing up my throat.