9.03.2007

My father sustains an outdoor operation at the field hospital under rolling grassy hills. On an overlooking plateau there is a reunion I will have to miss for now. I have to join my best friend's little brother to accompany a puppet show with a half-filled bottle of soda and a little plastic stick. Later I see a Mexican hurl a package into the empanada cart near my father's operating table. When someone inside draws a kitchen knife I start to run away but before I can take three steps the Mexican has drawn a pistol and shot my chest wide awake.

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