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  • Jonas experiencing pain of a broken leg
  • Jonas experiencing warfare
  • Jonas getting the memory of a sunburn
  • Then the first wave of pain. He gasped. It was as if a hatchet lay lodged in his leg, slicing through each nerve with a hot blade. In his agony, he perceived the word, "fire" and felt flames licking at the torn bone and flesh. He tried to move, and could not, the pain grew.
  • Jonas learning the truth about release
  • But the noise continued all around: the cries of the wounded men, the cries begging for water and for mother, and for death. Horses lying on the ground shrieked, raised their heads, and stabbed randomly towards the sky with their hooves. from the distance Jonas could hear the thud of cannons. Overwhelmed with pain, he lay there in the fearsome stench for hours, listened to the men and animals die and learned what warfare meant.
  • Jonas rides on the sled with gabriel
  • His real self was aware that it was only a minute or two; but his memory-receiving self felt hours pass in the sun. His skin began to sting. Restlessly he moved one arm, and felt a sharp pain at the elbow.
  • Jonas hearing music and seeing the home
  • As he continued to watch, the new child, no longer crying moved his arms and legs in a jerking motion. Then he went limp. His head fell to the side, his eyes half open. With an odd, shocked feeling, Jonas recognized the gesture. They were familiar. He had seen them before, he just hadn't remembered where. Jonas stared at the screen, waiting for something to happen. But nothing did. The little twin lay motionless. His father was putting things away . Folding the blanket. Closing the cupboard. Once again = as he had on the playing field, he felt the choking sensation. Once again he say the face of the light -haired bloodied soldier as life left his eyes. The memory came back. He killed it! My father killed it!
  • He settled himself on the sled and hugged Gabe close. The hill was steep but the snow was powdery and soft, and knew that this time there would be no ice, no fall, no pain. Inside his freezing body, his heart surged with hope. They started down.
  • Suddenly he was aware with certainty and joy that below, ahead, they were waiting for him; and that they were waiting too, for the baby. For the first time, he heard something he knew to be music. He heard people singing.
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