She‘d been worried that she would be scared of the height, but it had been so tight that she‘d never really looked down. Edward went ahead and before she could begin to fear, she‘d felt the fresh air and he‘d helped her to the top. The rangers at the top were very wonderful and informative, and they‘d stayed as long as they wanted - moving from side to side, as the other tourists did, taking lots of pictures. They spent an hour on the observation deck absorbing the great views of the New York. The Lagos Island skyline that had bowled her over in the beginning paled in comparison. She looked over at Edward now, kissed him on the cheek and snuggled on his chest. She loved him so much.