“I thought I had it figured out. I’d be bad at it. What could they do? So I shot wide. And the first man I did this to, he lived. I was relieved. Because I’d gotten away with something, I thought. But then he made it to a trench, and by that point it was too late and I couldn’t do a thing. He killed three men I was friends with. Six others too. From then on, I shot well. Not because I wanted to kill, but because I wanted to save.
