"See you on the island John." Was all she said before she jumped out the open hatch.
"No!!!" I screamed, as I lunged for her, but I missed. We weren't even over the island! The wind was blowing away from the island! It was suicide. It didn't matter. I slung on a parachute and jumped out after her. I could at least choose to die with her.
Asia could hardly breathe against the force of the wind let alone talk, but she heard her words in her mind, "This is my leap of faith Lord. Please don't let me down or I'll be guilty of murder."
She'd seen John jump out after her, but she couldn't see him anymore. She couldn't even see the island anymore just the angry crashing waves below, as the wind drove her out to sea.
The wind swirled into a cyclone of turbulent air and she felt herself hurtled into an air channel like an out-of-control locomotive. Her screams were lost in the roar of the storm. There was an abrupt hard jolt and then there was no more wind, just rain.
Dazed she looked around. She was hung up in a tree. A tree! Crying with emotion she searched for the knife John had given her and finding it she cut herself loose from the parachute to fall to the ground that was only two feet below her.
She'd fallen to her hands and knees and her hand lay on a flat stone. Looking up she saw another and another. It was a pathway. She got up and started running up it desperate to find some trace of John in the storm. Up ahead she saw the outline of a house in the rainy gloom. Asia broke out into an all-out run, when she saw John in front of the house keeled over onto his knees. He looked hurt!
"John?" She cried slipping down beside him in concern. He wasn't hurt, he was crying! Deep wrenching sobs that racked his whole body so hard that he had to be hurting himself.
"Oh John! Honey don't!" She said, as she pulled his face out of the mud and up against her chest trying to comfort him and get him calmed down some.
"God loves you John!" She remembered back over her own wild ride through the air channel, "He loves both of us!"
Asia held John tightly, as the rain poured down. Eventually, she got him coaxed to his feet and inside the house. It was cold and they were both drenched. Asia stood shivering in the dark interior of the house unsure of where anything was.