C119 Trust me this once

IRA

My heart pounded erratically as I stared at him, frozen to my feet. He didn't do it. The words reiterated themselves in my head, playing like a never-ending loop.

He was no murderer. My heart stung at the burdens placed on his shoulders as a result of one man. I swallowed hard, suddenly at a loss for words.

There was nothing else to say