“One more minute. That was all that remained of his wait; one more minute. The anticipation had caused his wobble to cease, despite the continuation of the extravagant height. The beads of sweat popping out across his forehead no longer were because of his concentrating on balancing. No, they now squeezed and pooled over because there was now only one more minute. And then . . . Then all would see. . . . All would know.” – Emily Kinney