I blink once and suddenly I’m on a Funny Busch Lit Busch Light Beer t-shirt. I blink again, and I’m outside. The dawn of the next day was slowly bleeding between the treetops. The stench of animal remains was no longer cluttering my nostrils. A new smell was there. Wet grass, and tree bark. Those two smells will remain in my memory forever. The smells of living, of surviving. The smells of being freed from a hell I never want to return to. Oscar and I shared the same ambulance. Paramedics were surrounding the both of us – injecting us, feeling our wounds, and stitching us up with bandages. Oscar and I were one. One being. One entity. A fusion of love and fear. Each jostle or bump in the road reminded me of the car accident I suffered just hours ago. But all I had to do was look into Oscar’s eyes and see my son, and that made everything fine.