Sixty: Remember how far you've come

Temperance

Without thinking, I swiftly aim my gun to his thigh, pulling the trigger. The gun lurches back, causing me to flinch as my ears ring. As I look at the man, his hands fly to his thigh, grunting in agony.

Before he can lift his head, Zander appears behind him, clocking him on the head with the handle of his gun. The man falls to the floor unconscious as Zander steps over him, walking towards Connor and me.

"You missed his head." He tells me, obviously worried that I was in danger only seconds ago. "I wasn't aiming for his head," I respond as he squats down to Connor. "Do you want to die, Temp?" He asks me. I am taken aback by his question.

If I were still like I was a while back, I would've said yes, maybe even let the guy kill me. But that's not me now.

"I don't mean like that. I mean... If you don't kill him first, then he will kill you." He stands, gently taking Connors's gun from my hand. "I don't think I can kill a person," I respond honestly, my legs shaking at the thou