- - - Doing right is even harder than it looks o_o?
Above the roar of the engine and the prop wash an explosion shook the small plane.
The old man didn't react too much. He just reached out and put his arm around the wide eyed
twelve year old next to him. It seemed like an eternity since the world had been forever changed by the massive flash and the shock wave that flipped the planes on the small airfield.
The plane they were in now had been in the second hangar when the shock wave hit. Benny and his grand dad had arrived early for a scheduled jump. Benny's first. The old man had made his first jump
many years before as a member of the 101st Airborne. The aging ranger was delighted that his only grandson had developed such an avid interest parachuting. He had personally modified a jump harness for the boy's book bag. The boy had been thrilled at gift. Benny had a book bag like no one else at Saint Anthony's Middle School. The bag now lay next to the real parachutes that Benny and his
grand dad were going to use in Benny's first jump this morning. Before the Apocalypse that changed everything.
The small plane carried three others as it fled the ominous pair of mushroom clouds. The Presidents helicopter had been caught in the shock wave as it approached the airport. Flying low it tumbled and went down. The President, a Secret Service agent, and another man
had escaped the crash and the fireball unscathed. The Secret Service agent had quickly commandeered the plane. All had jumped in as the plane taxied out of the smashed hangar and now they were air born. But the plane had sustained some damage from falling debris.
The agent piloting the plane yelled, "How many chutes?"
The grandfather yelled back, "Four."
And now the big single engine Cessna was failing. The Secret Service agent was suddenly in the passenger compartment. The agent shouted "Mr President we must vacate this aircraft." He immediately picked up a chute and began putting it on the President. Then hastily put a chute on himself. As their companion found his voice the agent locked his arms around the President and they were gone. Out the door.
The other man shouted as he buckled the too tight harness, " I'm Cass Sunstein , the smartest man in the world. The world will need my intellect. The world will need me to rebuild!" "I'm taking this chute." And Cass Sunstein jumped out the door.
Grand dad said, " Benny you have your whole life before you . You take the last chute." The old man snapped the harness of the remaining chute on his grandson. Tears ran down Benny's cheek and whipped out the open door.
as he pulled on the last parachute. He looked down and suddenly smiled. "Grand dad! Don't worry. There is
a chute for you, too! The smartest man in the world took my book bag."
Above the roar of the engine and the prop wash an explosion shook the small plane.
The old man didn't react too much. He just reached out and put his arm around the wide eyed
twelve year old next to him. It seemed like an eternity since the world had been forever changed by the massive flash and the shock wave that flipped the planes on the small airfield.
The plane they were in now had been in the second hangar when the shock wave hit. Benny and his grand dad had arrived early for a scheduled jump. Benny's first. The old man had made his first jump
many years before as a member of the 101st Airborne. The aging ranger was delighted that his only grandson had developed such an avid interest parachuting. He had personally modified a jump harness for the boy's book bag. The boy had been thrilled at gift. Benny had a book bag like no one else at Saint Anthony's Middle School. The bag now lay next to the real parachutes that Benny and his
grand dad were going to use in Benny's first jump this morning. Before the Apocalypse that changed everything.
The small plane carried three others as it fled the ominous pair of mushroom clouds. The Presidents helicopter had been caught in the shock wave as it approached the airport. Flying low it tumbled and went down. The President, a Secret Service agent, and another man
had escaped the crash and the fireball unscathed. The Secret Service agent had quickly commandeered the plane. All had jumped in as the plane taxied out of the smashed hangar and now they were air born. But the plane had sustained some damage from falling debris.
The agent piloting the plane yelled, "How many chutes?"
The grandfather yelled back, "Four."
And now the big single engine Cessna was failing. The Secret Service agent was suddenly in the passenger compartment. The agent shouted "Mr President we must vacate this aircraft." He immediately picked up a chute and began putting it on the President. Then hastily put a chute on himself. As their companion found his voice the agent locked his arms around the President and they were gone. Out the door.
The other man shouted as he buckled the too tight harness, " I'm Cass Sunstein , the smartest man in the world. The world will need my intellect. The world will need me to rebuild!" "I'm taking this chute." And Cass Sunstein jumped out the door.
Grand dad said, " Benny you have your whole life before you . You take the last chute." The old man snapped the harness of the remaining chute on his grandson. Tears ran down Benny's cheek and whipped out the open door.
as he pulled on the last parachute. He looked down and suddenly smiled. "Grand dad! Don't worry. There is
a chute for you, too! The smartest man in the world took my book bag."
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