The GunSeptember 1, 2010
I was pointing the gun towards him. At point blank range, it would have taken the shit out of anybody, but he was smiling. He freed himself from all the guilt by a simple confession of mistrust. I was feeling helpless even after having the gun. Controlling the urge to kill, I let him go.
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I guess so.
Got your touch back , I guess! 🙂
The Gun is actually a part of series that I started in Bamboo Lounge.
This has the genesis for a long story.