Ch1
The boy heard tomorrow
Arif always thought his villages was to quiet.
Tucked Between Green rice field and a slow,muddy river, nothing ever seemed to happen.every day felt like a repeat of the night untill the night he heard tomorrow.
It start to a whisper.
Arif is lying in bed he heard voices outside in window. At first, he though it was his neighbours, but the words made no sense.
Don't forget the blue bag.one voice said.
The bridge Won't hold,another said.
Arif frowned, what bridge? What blue bad? He open the window, but no one was there.Just the soft hum of cricket. And the distance croak of frogs.
The nest morning everything changed.
On his way to school, Arif saw Rahman uncle rushing down the path.with a bright blue bag slung over his shoulder. Arif froze.
Uncle wait. He shouted. Don't take that bag.
Rahman uncle loocked confused. Why not?