My Brother Sam Is Dead
"Tim, did Sam say anything to you about going to the war?"
I didn't want to lie to Father, but I didn't want to give Sam away, either. "Well, he said he was, but I thought he was probably just boasting." (2.9-10)
I stood there confused and mixed up inside. I didn't say anything.
"Are you going to tell?" Sam said again.
"Sam, please don't take it." I knew I was about to cry. "Please, Sam."
"I have to have it, Tim."
"Timmy," Betsy said. You don't want Sam to get killed, do you?"
"Are you going to tell?" Sam said.
Then I couldn't hold back anymore and I began to cry. "No, I won't tell," I whispered. (2.78-85)
The officer looked at Father, considering. Finally he said, "I don't believe you." He raised the sword. I gasped and the officer whipped the flat side of the blade across Father's face." (4.16)