“Come on everyone – run along – get to the cliffs of Moher,” said Mrs. Lane in a cheerful voice.
“This will be the most pedestrian day ever,” I said to Tom boldly.
” Come on – It could be fun…if it was the corndog of Moher” Tom chuckled.
We both laughed together. As we arrived at the edge of the cliff Tom ran to the front. Suddenly there was a rumble and the earth beneath where Tom was standing, fell.
“Tom are you okay?” I asked while running over to the edge of the cliff.
‘I’m trying to hold on,’ he shouted …
“What is all the commotion here?” said Mrs Lane. ” Oh my goodness…