It was the best fort we ever built, right in the middle of this big beautiful apple tree. And I was confident. If I got a good running start, I’d make it no problem. You should've seen it…bright and crisp and as big as my head! All I had to do was clear a couple of feet. I could taste it already.

The ground below was a sea of tools and scrap lumber. But I wasn’t scared. When you’re 10, you’re invincible.

“Here goes nothin’!” I cried out, licking my lips as my body cut through the hazy afternoon.