“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. Which makes sense and doesn’t make sense, and is all part of this battle of logic, and the only thing you can do, the only thing that works, is to stop thinking. And
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