This morning ,I walked up the stairs to our main bedroom where my partner was lying and out of the kindness of my heart asked him.
“Do you want me to bring you up a cup of tea?”
He replied sleepily.
“That would be nice.”
Unwittingly,I turned around and placed my hand on the top of the bannister at the top of the stairs.My hands were slightly damp as I hadn’t properly dried them after going to the bathroom. So my hand slipped as I pirouetted to go downstairs.
I often wonder what it would be like to fall down our steep stairway.My feet missed the stop step, and my shoulder hit the wall.Fortunately with my free hand, I caught myself.However,in those fleeting moments,I caught sight of the stairs and the drop and thought, am I going to die?
I didn’t, and my partner got his tea.
THE END.
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