“Come on, Jake! We're going to be late!" I yelled to my brother further back. "As fast as I can, sister." The thing is, we're leaving on our first trip to Paris! Jake will be leaving for a few months to go back to the Army for his tour as special forces candidate. “Flight 54 to Toulouse, France, boarding! Plane doors closing in eight minutes!” The woman's loud voice echoed through the gigantic, crowded building. As soon as we arrived at the baggage scanner, I smiled with joy. “Now I see it, Jake! The bright lights, the amazing food, the big, beautiful towers!” He had a worried, worried look on his face, but he simply hid it with a dark, stony expression plastered on his face. “Are you okay, J?” I asked, grabbing his rough, bumpy hands. “No, I'm okay.” Behlen. Anguish spread across my face as we headed towards the plane doors. Why does he have to lie to me? As we boarded the big plane, Jake lifted the bags into the little blue storage room and sat down next to me crackers when I fell asleep… I've been waiting for this moment since I was just twelve years old. Well, I am ...