Letters from the Ledge

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When I was a kid I used to dream about being a pilot. I had a bunch of model airplanes and I would fly them off our balcony, then ride the elevator down and try to find them. Of course they were never there, so I figured once they left the balcony they must have become real airplanesPinocchio style. I know better now, but there's a part of me that still wants to believe in miracles. When you make the leap, can you really become what everyone else says you can't? -BrendanHigh above Manhattan, Brendan walks the ledge. Night after night he stands with his arms outstretched, ready to fly away. Sarah can see him from her window.Paige can see them both from her fire escape.None of them know they're being watched each night by the others.But everyone has a story to tell...