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Nora & James: Part V


FINAL SCENE

As Nora climbed up the rails of the bridge she couldn't help but smile, thinking back on her life. For only 22 she had lived a full live up to this point. She thought of her happiest memory which now seemed like a lifetime ago. Sleeping under the starry sky night with her family while the cool summer breeze washed over them. She thought of more recent happier memories, her 22nd birthday that James had thrown for her. It was one of the happiest days of her life and she couldn't believe that someone could actually go through that much trouble for her. The last memory left her in tears. Who knew it was possible to be sad and and happy at the same time, she thought as she smiled through tears. Once up on the ledge of the rails she took a while to take the view in. Tonight wasn't too cold, which made this all the more easier, but the city had quited  down. And from up the bridge she could see the entire London skyline. Looking down into the Thames made her question her decision momentarily, it was a long way down and the water would probably be freezing! But the moment was short lived. Just as she was about to throw herself off the ledge her mind wandered to one thought, Would James miss her? With that she let herself go, arms stretched out, falling on her back into the deep waters of the river. This was the end.

Two weeks later, an inconsolable Ms Summers read Nora's suicide note at her funeral:

I know that some of you might think of me as having been selfish for doing this and that is partly true but it is not the whole truth. Once you have been deliriously happy, it's impossible to go back to anything else, trust me I tried. Please don't cry for me, for I did experience some of the greatest joys of life and I strongly believe that I played my part. Now it's time for me to move on. Love, Nora.

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