.. until he dropped. Training; I didn’t have to think as I closed the gap and felt for a pulse. None. “Ambulance!” And began CPR.I had just abou... enough time for one cycle and was starting a second set of chest compressions, when a business-like, female voice, said, “I’ll take over breathing. Fifteen and two.”I counted out loud. “Ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen...” and she was holding his head, extending his jaw, pinching his nose and breathing into his mouth. I guessed her at. Sitting there in the early morning in the middle of Queens listening to my guide explain to me exactly what The Powers That Be had done to my soul is an experience that will stay with me forever. “We pulled you out early as we do with a good many select souls, your body is safe and alive beside that of your friend’s. And you can go back two things provided.” Standing up now I looked down at Jada’s face my own expression mixed with so many feelings I can’t begin to list them here, “ What do I. .. looking concerned."You ARE suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I was hoping you were young enough to get over it quickly. See that cloud?"There was only one cloud as far as the eye could see in this clear blue sky."Well, Duh! It's the only one." Fly through it."She lined up and climbed a little above it, dove ... and missed."You missed." It moved." You missed." It moved!" Try again." Right, I'm on it."For the next hour, until the 'Low Fuel' light flashed and the buzzer buzzed, she. How's it going?" "Hi, bro. Listen, I'd need a small favor from you. I'm getting married, and I'd like you to walk me down to the aisle."Small favor? Talk about something utterly scary. Besides, both Katy and Evelyn have already talked about dating some boys. Yet, why was I feeling so damned happy?Edited by Jmadd and JIM7Some notes from the author... Whoo! This is the second story I started writing, and the first one I finished. Ever. Well, at least after middle school. When I started writing.