Q. Miss Law, how did you feel when you set your first record?
A. Triumphant. Icicles descended from my hair.
Q. And after that?
A. I launched the Ruth Law Flying Circus.
Q. What’s on the bill?
A. Plane change in mid-air. I grope for a rope ladder. Miss.
Miss again.
Q. Why?
A. Scares trigger bigger thrills: the spectators scream,
groan as the ladder sways, gasp as I grab it at last.
Q. Have you ever failed?
A. I mount rung after rung, arm over arm, swim up the sky.
Q. Do you cheat?
A. I promise to defy gravity.