June 3, 2019
I’d spent so much time being invisible, stepping in the spotlight made my skin itch. And yet, I’d let my class talk me into being the spokesperson for graduation. I wasn’t good at speeches, or dealing with crowds, but maybe that was why they’d tapped me for this gig. They knew I needed to be pushed outside of my comfort zone to prove I had what it took to do the job we’d all trained for. Learning the theories and the scenarios had been easy. Hell, training to shoot a g*n hadn’t been that difficult. But dealing with people, talking them down, that terrified me. I’d never been great at interpersonal skills and I forever worried I’d say the wrong thing.
Which probably explained why two hours before graduation, I sequestered myself on the shooting range. Alone, I could focus and
