I Returned Home After Five Years And My Family Called Me A Disgrace Until A General Walked In

faltered.

“Do it again,” Brad said, laughing too hard. “Must have been a fluke.”

I reloaded and went again, slower this time. Tighter grouping.

Silence followed. Heavy.

One of the senior officers approached, eyes sharp. “Where did you train?”

“Where I was sent,” I said.

Brad cleared his throat. “She doesn’t usually shoot. I mean, not like this.”

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