Fingering the shark tooth at his neck, Brady asked the ghost
of Evel Knievel for a safe landing. In twenty minutes, he was scheduled to jump
his jet-propelled motorcycle across the Grand Canyon.
There was a knock on his trailer door. He opened it to discover
his girlfriend on the step. “Charlotte!”
She rushed into his arms. “I had to kiss you before you go.”
Holding her close, he whispered. “Will you marry me?”
She gasped. “When?”
“Tonight, in Las Vegas.”
She laughed. “What if you’re in a casket?”
“Would you come to my funeral?”
“Yeah, no!”
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