Jonas felt warmth on his back and the salty wind in his hair. He saw it. The clear, blue water one-hundred feet away splashing and crashing below him. On a tall cliff he stood, peering over the lovely horizon, the sailboats and surfers obscuring the smoothness of the sea like ripples on a mirror. Jonas longed to touch the water but could find no way off the cliff. Read my book to find out what happens next!!!