Anna pointed at the people getting ready in the room around them. “How many will be dead by the end of today?” “There’s no way to know,” Monica said. “We owe it to them to look for other answers. We’ve failed this time. We’ve run out of ideas, and now we’re reaching for the gun. But maybe next time, if we’ve thought about what led us here, maybe next time we find a different answer. Certainty doesn’t have a place in violence.”
