Rambo Life's Journey

Chapter 2

Rambo awoke from dream with his hand already on the knife. as he looked into the room he was currently in he remembered where he was and that everything was okay. the sun had set and the night had turned the bright room dark. He got up and began to look around the house that he once called home. In the hallway downstairs from his current room he found the pictures on the wall. There was once pictures with his sister a redhead at about 5'6 with a blue tunic on accepting her diploma from what he assumed was a college. He kept walking down the hall and came across another picture this one of his grandfather on the battlefields during Korea. As he continued to walk down the dark hallway towards the kitchen he came to a grandfather clock and saw that it was 3:30 am or as he remembered it oh dark thirty. He took the turn and entered the kitchen. The coffee from the day before was still in the pit but by this point had turned cold. He turned the light on and began looking through the cabinets looking for both coffee and filter to make a new cup when from behind him he felt a prescence his hand instantly went to the knife in his belt. as he felt the prescence get near him he turned rapidly and drew the knife. As he lifted the knife for the throw he looked and saw his father standing there, a look of shock on his face." Whoa, john it is me" John's father spoke. John then lowered the knife back to his belt and continued looking for the coffee. "i am sorry, old habits die hard a i guess."John's father then sat himself down at the table and spoke."It is alright, you know i am still curious of where you have been i mean i get there is some stuff you can tell me but still you can get me some news as to you where about the past couple of decade i mean i deserve to know john. Plus, once Sally gets here she will be asking the same thing so you might as well practice on what you are going to tell her."John finally found the coffee and the filters and began to make coffee in the coffee maker."Alright, dad i have been in Thailand, after i did the favor for a friend i stayed in thailand. I felt my country had abadoned me, plus i couldn't leave asia. The jungles of Vietnam and thailand have become more home to me than when i was in the states. I stayed at a monestary run by buddiest monks for a while then began hunting snakes and ferrying travelers down the rivers. Mostly though i made a living off the snake hunting and some pit fighting there.

As the coffee finished john got him a cup and sat down at the at the old table. "Then some missionaries asked me to ferry them into burma i did and after the were captured i join the rescue effort. after that i decided to come here i got into the port of LA a week ago. been hitchiking ever since."John father looked at his son and saw the boy who had left was gone and the man was what remained."These missionaries, was that the favor for the friend or is that something completely different? No that was something else actually it was two favors but that i cant talk about it. The missionaries thing was something done for a christian organization out of Colorado. They paid me and some other mercenaries to get them out and for doing that i got 20,000 dollars. as did they rest of the team. I was the only one that came back to the states. Truth be told i was expecting to be spit on like i was the first time i came back." John father clasped his son's shoulder and spoke to him."John things have changed people dont look down onto the vets as they once did, vets nowadays are respected like they should be. John looked over at his dad and only nodded all the years the feeling of being left behind still lingered and were still present but for a fleeting moment they vanished. Then they came back and John looked into his fathers eyes. "I have heard that before, when is sally getting in."John's father then let go and tooked his coffee cup, later today her flight is getting in later. she should be coming to boulder later today and then an hours drive here. She was held over for some reason when i talked to her on the phone. I don't know why, it must have been awefully important to stop her from catching the first plane out of phoenix to see you." John's Father then put the empty coffee cup in the sink and sat down at the table."Look, son i am going to get some more sleep then get up and spruce the house up a little bit for your sister. I suggest you do the same ok, but you dont have to. I will see you later. Think about what i said alright, also know that i and your sister are not goinganywhere. We will not abandon you for anything ok. Just think about it."Johns father then headed back up stairs and john was left with his thoughts in the kitchen until sleep finally overtook him too and he headed up to bed as the sun began to break the horizon.