Jessica's heart pounded with each step as she ascended the spiral staircase. She prayed with each step, trying to tamp down the fear that was threatening to strangle her. Taking a big breath, she blew it out slowly.
"Are you coming?" her betrothed called to her from above.
"I'll be right there," Jessie assured, taking a moment to rest.
Before she was ready, she reached the door leading to the outside of the lighthouse tower. John flung the door open and pulled her by the hand. "Come on."
"You are going to love this," John said with a smile as he drew her out onto the small walkway.
Jessie looked down, down, down to the ground below. She gulped as she positioned her back against the tower wall. The railing looked quite flimsy. It felt like her heart was beating in her throat.
"Don't panic," Jessie told herself. "You can do this."
John motioned to the horizon where a ship was sailing. "Isn't the view beautiful? I can hardly wait for us to be married and start our work together here as lighthouse keepers."
Jessica allowed here eyes to travel to the horizon. "It is quite lovely," she murmured.
"How am I going to ever do this? How can I be a wife of a lighthouse keeper when I'm deathly afraid of heights?"