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didn’t want to fight for them, Father, I really didn’t!” Randall looked at the gun in his hand that Peter was eying fearfully, and he considered what he had nearly done out of misplaced hatred. He wondered how many people were innocently caught up in the horrors of war and were killed simply because of how someone else perceived them. He threw the gun aside and swept his son into his arms. As Randall’s grandchildren bounced noisily into the room, Randall replaced the rifle into its revered spot. He smiled as his son and his beautiful daughter- in-law entered, and she placed the newest member of their family into his arms. As he looked into the eyes of his new grandson, a prayer of gratitude filled his heart, as it had every minute since that fateful day. Gratitude for that special gun. The gun that was never fired. 23