He had just planted the explosives onto the support system of the bridge when he realized he was completely surrounded by the enemy, who were quickly closing in. His plan of escaping to safety had now vanished.
In order to accomplish his mission he would have to detonate the bomb now. This meant he would not only destroy the bridge, but he would lose his life as well.
Could he do it? He wasn’t sure. His stomach was tied in knots. His entire body throbbed. This could be his final decision he would make in his life. His entire life flashed before him. Could he do it? Would he do it? He gently placed his thumb on the switch, when he heard his mother’s voice piercing the air, “Timmy – it’s time to come inside – dinner’s ready.”