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After talking to Uncle Henry, he thinks his father would be proud of him.
Even though his mother can barely make eye contact with him, even though when she hugged him before he left he could feel the tension in her arms.
He wished Sam could have been there when he left the apartment.
That kid's gonna be great one day, really great.
Giving him that money, wanting him to stay out of jail; He's a great kid.
Angela hugged him all day long, and when he finally hugged her for the last time, he couldn't turn around to look at her as he headed for the door. He could feel her eyes boring into his back.
"Nathan?" she had asked him earlier that day.
"Yeah?"
"Why do you have to leave too?"
"Too?"
"Mama already left, and now you're leaving us."
That was the hardest thing to hear. He hates to abandon his family.
But he has to stand up for himself, for all Muslims, for all the boys out there protesting the war.
He'll be back, don't worry, he'll be back.
He's going to be the first man to truly survive jail twice. Just wait and see, Uncle Henry.