| The first time he�s
taken by surprise, hauled up by his shoulder, and
he has to cling to Mitchell�s legs to stop himself from
falling to his
death. The second time Mitchell�s arm slips around his waist and his fingers dig into Mitchell�s hip under his heavy coat, hanging on tight as they leave everything behind. The third time they�re hand in hand and George throws his head back as they rise into the night sky, whooping with joy at being free for just a few minutes. But he still clings to Mitchell because it�s a long way to fall. |