Second Day

            The seventh week rain came out of the sky. It silenced the screams and buzzings of the jungle and all we could hear was warm water pouring down the tree trunks in rivulets. We found an ancient boulder, circled by the roots of two huge capirona trees, and sat on it for three days as the earth became mud around us. Those three days none of us talked, we just moved from one edge of the mossy boulder to the other, peering into the jungle. When the rain ended, we peeled off all our soaking clothes and left them behind.