#fridayflash: On the ledge

There was something about ledges that attracted Janice. The rush of looking down, the giddiness of being up above. But mostly, wondering how it would feel like to fly.
She sat now, hugging her legs, on the top of a twenty-story building, watching the tiny toy cars move far below.

"Hey."

Janice turned.

"Come back in. It's not safe out there." The bespectacled girl beckoned her.

"But I like it here."

"Aren't you - aren't you afraid of falling?"

Janice shrugged. "Maybe I want to." She frowned. "Now you...