However, I shouldn’t have done it. The launch was flawless; the flight couldn’t have been more majestic, but my landing left a lot to be desired. I hit the floor at an odd angle, cart-wheeled forward, crashed into Joey’s back and sent the two of us sprawling across the floor with me lying on top of him. Luckily neither of us was hurt and we both popped right back up laughing. Still, we could have got hurt bad, so then and there I decided that I wasn’t going to attempt anymore jumps from off the steps.
We found his mom in the kitchen, but my parents weren’t anywhere in site.
Looking around I asked, “Where’s Mom and John?”
“They’re in the other room waiting to say goodbye. You better hurry.” Beth said to me.
“Goodbye?” I squawked, causing my voice to crack, “Where are they going?”