The next morning, Finny and I had been caught. Our masters had noticed our absence from dinner and we received a visit from Mr. Prud'homme, a very intimidating man. "He was broad-shouldered, grave, and he wore a gray business suit...He enforced such rules as he knew; missing dinner was one of them." It did not take long for Finny to create a huge lie off the top of his head. "We had been swimming in the river, Finny explained; then there had been a wrestling match, then there was the sunset that anybody would want to watch.." Finny's lie continued going on and on and soon Mr. Prud'homme stepped in and replied "If you hadn’t already missed nine meals in the last two weeks..." It wasn’t soon after Finny's ridiculous lie that i stepped in and told him of course it was because we had to jump off of that stupid tree. Finny then stepped in and explained that we needed to prepare for war, we would soon be seventeen and by that time it was almost time to enlist. With this said, neither Finny, nor I, got into trouble that morning.
(This dinner table reminds me of the one just like at the summer
session when Finny and I skipped dinner.)
It wasn't until this day that I had realized how much Finny wanted nothing to do with the war. Finny began to discuss the bombing of central Europe. It was always up to Finny to speak about the details of the war, he was always putting forth his opinions and views on it. "I think we ought to bomb the daylights out of them, as long as we don’t hit any women to Mrs. Patch-Withers, perched nervously behind her urn." Finny always claimed there was no such thing as war, but in the back of my mind I can see Finny enlisting in the war.
(This picture makes me think of Finny one day realizing
that war does exist.)
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