Chapter 7 coping
Jason gives me his machete and makes a swinging motion. "umm I'm good at throwing not chopping." I tell him nervous knowing I could never take a life, but I wanted him to be happy. He looks at me and tilts his head as if asking throw. Sighing I find and animal and lock on. With a deep breath I take the machete and throw it at the fast moving squirrel about 1 yard away. Clapping Jason grabbed my hand and pulls me toward my kill. Then he pulls the machete out and slashes away getting blood everywhere. Surprisingly, I was cool with it…
