#Chapter142

‘It’s new to you; you’re not used to how it feels. You have a fear that will fade. Understandably. People assume handling a gun is easy—it’s not. It comes with so many feelings and thoughts, and a huge responsibility. I promise you, there is nothing to be afraid of with this gun, in this room, with me. I would never let anything happen to you. Pick it up and point over there.’

What he says triggers a memory and as I try to pick out what it was in his sentence that stirred a weird spike in my chest, he starts pushing me towards the wall again and tries...