The Sign (page 2)

               

                                                                                   The Sign page 2

         I explained Nate about Sarah while we were arriving to the park, Nate gives me an idea "Dude she's my
new neighbor, tomorrow you should walk with her to practice and introduce yourself." I look at him with confidence but just thinking about it for a moment I wasn't. " What if she ignores me like she does to everyone else?" I said. Nate shrugged his shoulders "Well its your loss. Just give it a shot... you can do it" Nate taps my back encouraging me. He runs over to the tall grass with his BB gun and puts on his sniper gear covered in grass and guit camouflaging him like the landscape around us. He whispers at me "Jose go find a place to hide." I look around, I claimed on an old tree and sat on the center of the branch, it was as if i was sitting on a giant's hand. I sit tightly grasping the plastic gun, I sit there for an hour quietly listening to the sound of water running through the river below us, the sound of birds chirping above the tall redwoods. A blue Jay flew down on the picnic table, Nate quietly moved and aimed it at the blue Jay. He inhaled trying not to screw up and pulled the trigger, the bird was shot through the oesophagus. Nate runs toward the bird watching the it wheezing for air, twitching as it slowly dies, "Man, next time I should aim for the head." Nate said. I applaud to Nate " That's for sure. Hey its getting late my mom is probably screaming from the kitchen thinking I’m on the roof." When I arrived home my Dad was home on the phone with someone and my mom next to him in the dinner room crying. " Dad what's going on?" I asked with concern. My Dad looked at me with his stern eyes, "It's your brother. He's gone missing after a bomb exploded while they were clearing a building, they say he could be captured by the Taliban or..." he hesitated "Died." My throat burned as if I eaten a thousand needles. I feel to my knees and pounded on the granite floor with my fist, screaming "God Damn you Fucking terrorists!" My Dad grabbed my fists " Jose stop this you have to understand he might still be alive." He gave me a hug " Mijo go to bed you have to get ready for tennis practice tomorrow." I walked to my bedroom and closed the door, i couldn't sleep that night. Thinking if my brother was still alive in one piece. I went to my brother's bedroom looking at his picture that is was placed on an altar surrounded with lit candles and flowers. " God if he is still alive somewhere out there then show me a sign, to prove to me that you can save him." I prayed.