Shotgun in hand, I inch toward the contorted deer. Behind me, breath reeking of whiskey, Pa hisses, “It’s suffering, boy. Put it out of its misery.” I rest my cheek against the stock and aim the barrel at the buck, my finger curling around the trigger. I take a deep breath and slit my eye. The buck twitches and jerks, then starts bleating. Over and over. Crap. My heart thumps out of rhythm. Bile rises up my throat. I can’t swallow. “Goddammit!” Pa snatches the gun from me and
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