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- I aimed the gun and fired.
- The gun dropped from my hand as the recoil jarred it. It clattered to the pavement. It was quiet enough that I could only hear the ocean water crashing against the shore, just off the beach.
- As an afterthought, I kicked the gun a distance away from where Calvert lay. Not that there was much point. I tried to learn from my mistakes.
- [...]
- “You okay?” Grue asked.
- “More bothered by the fact that I’m not bothered,” I said.
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