Dawn
“Your feet need to be shoulder width apart and point your toes at the target. Square your shoulders and stagger one foot behind the other,” Jeremy instructs as he positions me.
“The target looks like a real person,” I hesitate.
“But it"s not. In the shooting section of the tests you"ll need to hit the heart at least once and each of the other five bullets needs to at least be on the body. Here.” He hands me a rifle. I hold it away from myself as though it will bite. Jeremy uses his to show me how to hold it. “Put the butt high on your chest and grab the pistol grip in the V of your hand.” I do as he tells me. “Now, take your other hand and grip the hand guard, about midway down the rifle.”
“I don"t like this,” I say. I didn"t mean for him to hear me, but he says,
“I know you don"
