“Ha! O, really.” I smiled vaguely and stared at him intently. “I don't think so.” I stepped towards him and hit him on the shoulder.
“Ow!” He shouted, but he didn't do anything but put his hand on the sore spot. O, such a great man, I thought. The little weasel didn't even defend himself. “Why would you do that?” Frank whispered. So maybe Maniac Mandy was still necessary in this life. To teach her weak husband a lesson! I glansed at the canyon, which was 500 feet deep. It was only two steps away from us. I pretended to try to relax, and took a deep breath.

“Let's just forget this, okay? It's all unnecessary tension between us.” I shrugged and started walking. Frank followed a few steps behind, seemingly deep in thought. Yeah, a great man he was. The looser. A few minutes later, Frank started walking a little faster and came beside me. He put his hand on my shoulder.

“Are you sure you're okay? I really wish you wouldn't get so mad so quickly. I don't know how to respond to that. If I'm quiet, I don't respond enough, if I get mad, I feel like you get even madder.”
“Yes, that's true!” I shouted. “That's because I want the fight, I want the collission, it gives me a way to express myself!” Frank looked at me with a mixture of surprise and horror. “And you're allways too weak to put up a decent fight!”
“Like that's the normal way to be with eachother. I don't think...”
“You shouldn't think.” I whispered, and jumped towards him, and with a sudden explosion of power, I pushed him towards the edge. He stumbled backwards and his feet had no solid ground anymore. He waved his arms to gain his balance, but he had too much motion. Backwards and downwards he went, the wind rippling his clothes, his new sporting shoes shining white against the dark stones. He hit the wall many feet down, but I didn't hear anything. The little dot that was Frank landed on a rocky outcropping, almost on the bottom of the canyon.

I was alone up here. There was only wind in my ears, no sounds, as if the world was watching me. I felt strangely alone, and suddenly I sincerely missed the Frank that I'd lived with these last days. Why had Maniac Mandy ruined this for me? Tears started rolling down my cheeks. Why hadn't I kept her under control? I couldn't, she was so strong. And how was I supposed to get Frank out of that canyon? Or get there myself? My knees went week, and I crawled up into a little ball. I crawled up even more, and wanted to get smaller, untill I was no bigger than the tiny stone pricking in my hands.