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 After having a fairly safe base, my family came to visit. I intended to send the ivory comb back to Autumn. But Mrs. Six and Autumn were no longer in the village. Through the Viet Cong denouncement, the raids, the fires of the villages to gather the people of the Americans, it didn't take many years for the villagers to disperse a lot. Each person could be anywhere, no one could hear about anyone. My family said that sometimes they heard Mrs. Six going to Saigon, sometimes heard that Mrs. Six returned to Dong Thap, so I still kept Autumn's comb by my side.

 I took the comb and looked at it, feeling lachrymose.

 Meanwhile, the sound of the engine was still crunching, and I wanted to see the dispatcher girl - the one who was holding my life. The night was neither dark nor light, the sky was filled with thin layers of clouds, scattered with a few constellations. The morning sky was hazy - I could only see the figure of the dispatcher girl, she had a round face and a pair of eyes, which were very hard to describe. For some reason, from that look, I gradually saw a familiar, really familiar person. I tried to remember but failed, so I found myself absent-minded.

Suddenly there was a voice shouting out:

-Aircraft!

-Aircraft!

The motorboat immediately staggered, as if someone was about to jump out of it, people were in a commotion and many voices rushed up:

-Pull in!

-Where?

-Its light is in the back!

-Pull in, pull in. It's a jet!

She gave the turned down the engine, came back after a while, and said:

-No, those are just the stars in the sky.

 While everyone was worried, some panicked, some were about to jump out, her voice was so calm. Some people didn't truly believe it, but before her indifferent attitude, everyone sat still. "Those are just the stars in the sky.", said the voice softly and sweetly. And she turned the engine on again.

 After a few days of walking, it was a pleasure to sit on a motorboat. But when I thought about aircraft, it bothered me. The sound of the tail engine was so loud as if it drowned out the sound of an airplane. Fortunately, I met a calm dispatcher girl, if she had been confused, someone must have jumped out, the boat would have sunk. I tried not to think about anything else, concentrating on listening to the aircraft.

 The motorboat started entering an empty canal, there was no house on either side of the river, far away was a bunch of bamboos, a grove of trees, two sides were empty fields. I was impatient and wanted to make the motorboat go faster. Seeming to understand my mood, she turned up the engine. The waves in front of the head surged up and pulled into long waves, shaking the grass on both sides, fluttering the waves of water hyacinth and wild vegetation.

While everyone was at peace, enjoying sitting on the fast-moving motorboat, the dispatcher girl turned off the intercom:

-Aircraft!

 She said as she approached the bamboo bush. The next motorboat also stopped. It was the sound of aircraft for sure, the "clattering" sound of propellers of American helicopters. I didn't know how good her nostrils were, but her ears were sensitive, the sound of helicopters mixed with the sound of the tail engine, which was hard to hear.

The motorboat wobbled, someone struggled to fall:

-It's still far away! - She calmed us down. - Messrs, uncles, just step up thinly and look for cover. If it shines on you, remember not to move - While she was talking, the guests had all jumped ashore. I was the last one. I just walked up when she said:

-Just stay here. It's fine when the motorboat has few people!

 The American helicopters started shining from the beginning of the canal, their engines roared, like dozens of sailing ships. The light of its light was getting closer and closer. The Americans and the puppets usually used three helicopters, one to find people, to find targets, and two to shine their lights and shoot the suspects.

 If someone else had said so, I probably wouldn't have listened. With her attitude, sitting in the same boat with her made me feel more secure than sitting in the fortification.

-Cover with leaves, don't move! - She reminded me again.

 That was the first time I'd been shined by a helicopter, and when its lights shone through - the bright light and the sound of the propellers beating overhead, I could see our motorboat so clearly, I saw the long beige, I saw the blanks of the backpack under the camouflage leaves, seeing the grass twisting like in a whirlwind, I thought: "We're gonna die." I pulled my shoulders back to shrink. As if guessing my mood, she repeated:

-It doesn't see us as clearly as we see ourselves!

 This time, what she told me didn't work anymore. For a moment I wanted to jump into the water again. But I managed to calm down.

 Then that demonic light faded away with the roar of the engine getting farther and farther apart. The night was dark again. I stayed still because I was worried about its comeback. She said as if to comfort me:

-It acted so impressively, but it didn't see anything. As long as we stay calm, don't move - Then she looked out at the fields and called the guests. Some were wet, changing clothes and cursing at the same time. The motorboat started up again.