The Affair

In this section, you continue to see how the main characters, especially with the Katie and David. You really begin to be able to see what their personalities are like, and how their life got into the position it is now. Katie is obviously unhappy with her marriage, but it is not only her relationship with her husband that upsets her. It is her life as a whole. I think she thinks it is all so routine, and has been for much too long. David, while also unhappy, would never get a divorce. He is naturally pessimist, and I think he may be scared that he will be unable to find someone else that he could settle down with who would put up with his constant dry, sarcastic humor.

Katie has no one, and even her closest friend, Becca, is too full of herself to really listen to Katie. After Katie tells her that she is having an affair, Becca does not notice or even recognize the fact that she told her that until the next day, and by that time, Katie does not want to talk about it anymore. I think that if Katie had been able to talk to Becca the night before, when Stephen showed up at her work the next day, Katie would have been able to deny him, and then she would have been able to move on. Well, that could have been a possibility at least.

I do think it was good though that Katie agreed to meet with Stephen. She is so unhappy, and this gives her something to look forward to. She even says "But i couldn't tell her that Stephen's interest in me, his attraction to me, seems like the only sense of future I have."

The Chase

Shots ring out behind me, as I sprinted through the jungle. Where I was, I could not tell you.

All I needed was a sign.
A plane.
A river.
A town.
Anything that could help point me in the direction of safety. Or at least out of the hands of the mongols chasing me.

I can not see my hand in front of me, the brush is so thick, but I think I can hear the sound of a river; It's low, steady rumble clashing with the miscellaneous gun shots, that are slowly growing stronger.

I am more tired than I have ever been, but I force my feet to move faster; each pounding step in sync with the racing of my heart.

How did I get myself into this situation? Only one year ago, I was happily living at home, in Alabama, without a care in the world, and looking forward to life after graduating from college. I easily could have gotten a job, anywhere almost. So, what in the world made me decide to enlist in the marines?!?! Sure, it was noble, fighting for your country, but why would I, someone with no military background or training, throw everything away to voluntarily put my life on the line all to blindly follow what my government asked? That is a good question. I have to admit, nowhere else, would I ever have gotten the experience or skills I learned from y one year in the marines, but still...

Woah! It got extremely bright all of a sudden. Is that a stream? It is! Finally! Alright, so, f I follow this upstream, it should take me back to camp, right? God, I hope so. I hope the rest of the guys find this too, but no use going back. They are all too close now...

Sink or Swim

Overall, I did not do much over spring break, but it was quite relaxing, especially Easter Sunday though. Yesterday, my father and I went to our close friends, the Echevarria's house. They have three sons, the youngest of which is my father's godson. Patrick is thirteen years old and is a typical, crazy, obnoxious boy, but I always enjoy spending time with him because he always likes to have fun. While we waited for dinner to be ready, all of the guys started talking about fishing because the season had just opened recently. Patrick said that he really wanted to go fishing, but he did not want to go alone. All of the older men though, wanted to finish watching the Masters. Now, while I enjoy playing golf, I could never understand how men brought themselves to sit around for four days to watch people play golf. I guess it is a guy thing, but still. Now, throw in a goalie at the hole and some screaming fans, and maybe, just maybe, I could be able to bring myself to watch golf. Otherwise, no way. So, while the men of the house watched Tiger blow his chances, I offered to take Pat fishing. Now, I have been fishing my entire life, because my dad is an avid fisher, but I have always gone deep sea fishing and never actually fished in a river or at a lake, so this was going to be quite an experience. Pat was extremely excited in order to finally try out his waders that he had gotten for Christmas, and me only ever have gone deep sea fishing, trusted his judgment and figured he was supposed to have waders. I was wrong. We spent five straight hours at the reservoir and did not catch a thing. I thought maybe I was doing something wrong, or using the wrong bait, but then it hit me that maybe, just maybe, it was because my little godbrother was splashing around in the water and scaring the fish away. At first I was frustrated, but then I realized, it was fine if we did not catch anything, because at least we weer having fun, no matter how many dirty stares we got from the other anglers. Overall, it was relaxing and fun, and while others may have thought of it being a waste of time, I definitely thought otherwise.