My father doesn’t want me to jump. I say “It’s fine, I can do it!”. He says “Don’t be ridiculous, you’ll get yourself killed”. I know I can do it, I have the equipment. It’s the grand canyon, it takes a while to fall, there will be plenty of time to spare just in case it takes a while to kick in. I say, “I can fly dad, I’ve done it before!”. He says “No you haven’t”. I am squishing a polyester pillow against my chest, I check the buoyancy, it feels fine. I say “I have”. He says “Just come back with me.” I decide to submit. I start to come with him. Just as he loosens his grip, I jump.