I remember it like it was yesterday. I came home from school and my big brother, Wade, was building something on the front lawn. When I asked him what it was, he said:
“It’s a trebuchet. We’ve been learning about them in history class.”
I couldn’t wait to get into Grade Six. “What does it do?” I asked, awestruck.
“It throws stuff. I’ll let you know when it’s ready to go.”
“Okay,” I said, and I went in to get myself a snack. Mom wasn’t home – if she had been the whole thing probably could have been avoided.
When I went outside half an hour later, Wade was on the roof, dropping rocks into a bucket that was hanging on the same level as the gutter. That thing was HUGE, I tell you.
“Are you almost done?” I asked.
“Three more rocks and she’s ready to roll.”
I waited until he was back on the ground, and I asked him: “What are you going to throw with it?”
“I forgot to give Petey back his tennis ball. I’m gonna pitch it to his house.”
“But he lives a whole mile away!”
“Yep!” Wade gave me a real shit-kickin’ smile then, and I knew things weren’t going to go so good.
“Stand back and watch,” he said.
And I did. I stood way back. When he let that thing go it was a good thing no one was inside too. He damned near cut the house in two. But Petey got his ball all right. Went right through his bedroom window.
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