It was a blur. I don’t know if he made a noise or not. By this time, I had raised the gun so it was directly facing his head, and the pillow was just below my line of sight. “This is for Myra,” I said as I stared into his eyes. I can’t imagine what goes through a person’s mind when they know they are seconds away from dying. One day I am sure I will find out.

— A Moral Dilemma