Mike woke up to little hands shaking his shoulder, like Amy would do when she would wake him up at night because she had a nightmare and needed to sleep with him. His ears were ringing, his head hurt. He sat up, rather painfully. Yoon wouldn't stop crying, but she didn't seem hurt. He saw that most of the wall the window was had been blown away. It was still smoldering. They would have to find another hut to take shelter in. Yoon was still crying. He realized there was blood running down the side of his face. He reached up. That was when he felt it; the upper part of his ear was gone. Yoon was crying because he was hurt.
Mike boiled some water, and poured it on the wound. He tore up a blanket and tied it around his head as a bandage. It didn't hurt as much as he thought it would. He salvaged some blankets, uncooked rice, and some pots and pans. There was another hut that looked sturdy, and he moved the things, and Yoon, over there. She almost didn't want to go, until he dug her rag doll out of a pile of thatching and handed it to her. She took his hand and walked with him.
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Shelter in the Jungle (COMPLETED)
Ficción históricaAmy and Mike have always been inseparable siblings. But after Mike got drafted to fight in Vietnam, it's not only Amy who acutely feels his absence - his pregnant wife, Laura, also misses him dearly. Amy copes by writing and burying herself in her s...
