THE RIGID SACRIFICE

Sneaking out through the backyard of the Cruiz’s Boulevard in the midst of the winter fall; I had the information required to dispatch the army to covet a war and take the entire gang out.

It was April 3rd 1973 and being my birthday, I felt it that this information was the gift I had to extract from Louis Sanrico. I was rowing the boat one last time completing my final mission and floating through that strong river which would lead to my extraction point. I didn’t have to row it anymore as the boat was carried away by the force of the water. This was the last mission for me to relax my remaining days alone.

I pulled out the partially sealed envelope from my wet black over coat. Bitter cold it was, removing my leather gloves and blowing air from my mouth to feel warmth within the palm of my hands; managed to open the envelope. My hands were shivering and heart was beating thinking if someone was looking at me at this time. I read those last words from my wife before she left me over someone else. I could feel the pain within her when she wrote. But, just so unfortunate that I couldn’t reveal my job as it would danger her as well, I thought.

Looking at the wave and tears flowing from my eyes with pain, those crows were crowing from both sides of the trees. I wished if I could have one more chance to see her and let us know that I was finally returning home. A few seconds later, the radio signalled me to leave the country as soon as possible as my face was being suspicious in Sanrico’s palace. I heard a gunshot while I was folding the envelope and inserting it back into my jacket pocket. I felt a piercing pain on my back; my heartbeat began to faint. I felt like I was going to sleep. The pain of my heart covered the pain of the actual shot. Slowly, I lay down on the edge of the boat only to see my fingers covered in blood. It was a little while later, that the boat stopped moving. It had hit on a ridge of the river and wouldn’t move anymore till I gave a push again. Just couldn’t do anything as I didn’t have the strength. The radio stopped giving signals. Slowly closing my eyes to see myself all alone in a room with a completely dark background and all that I could see was my beautiful, loving wife leaving me with tears rolling down on her face.

I tried to open my eyes, but though it opened, I remained conquered in that room all alone.