Choice

The heat was unrelenting, beating down on baked grass that can’t lose anymore color as the illusion of trees shimmered in the background. I was on my knees with a trickle of sweat trailing down my spine even though my body wouldn’t quit shivering and I slowly looked up through the barrel of a gun.

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