A second story for http://lilliemcferrin.com/five-sentence-fiction-marriage/
This chair lift ride had been a whimsical last minute addition to the ceremony, I knew it was a sign.
She had accepted my proposal, it was because of her upraising, she wanted to please. I knew I would be nothing but a burden, a millstone hung around her neck. In time she would grow to hate me and I couldn't live like that so I may as well speed things up. When we reached the highest point I slipped under the safety bar, it was the greatest gift I could give her; she is free.