I thought being a wing walker would have been a cool thing. If you were lucky, you’d be colorfully costumed, strapped and cabled to a wing flying high above a  Crosby /Hope movie. We are in a new century where movies are made by amateurs and  people will do anything unusual to be momentary stars. The latest thing is novices  jumping off the wing  of a plane with something strapped to your back. What’s on your back is a surprise: Sometimes it’s a parachute other times it’s a jet pack, and occasionally its lunch. Did I mention the live streaming?

This Flash Fiction was written for a photo prompt of two people sky diving into a metro area off a building or a wing.