Do It! by Bobby Warner

His name was Wilson Wilson, and he murdered my sister. I was watching when he did it, but he didn’t know.

I slipped into his house a week later, tied him up while he was asleep in bed, and turned on the light. I told him what I had seen him do.

“You little twerp,” he said when I pointed Dad’s gun at him. “You’re bluffing. If you’re gonna shoot me, then do it!”

I guess he thought I wouldn’t.

And then I did.