That could be me, Janine thought, or my husband. But then she thought again. Her husband Bob would never do that. He was afraid of heights and very sensible.

She went over to the woman. "You know," she said, "you can see him better from across the street."

The woman stopped screaming and stared at her. "Thank you," she said and let herself be led across while Janine held up a hand to stop the traffic.