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Further Discussion. Mrs. Carmody. Fortifications. What Happened to the Flat- Earth Society.
Millertookthegun,fumbledaround,andgotthecylindertoopenafterafewmoments.Hecheckedtomakesureitwasnotloaded."Okay,"hesaid."Wegotagun.Whoshootsgood?Isuredon’t."
Peopleglancedateachother.Noonesaidanythingatfirst.Then,reluctantly,Olliesaid:"Itarget-shootquitealot.IhaveaColt.45andaLlama.25."
"You?"Brownsaid."Huh.You’llbetoodrunktoseebydark."
Olliesaidveryclearly,"Whydon’tyoujustshutupandwritedownyournames?"
Browngoggledathim.Openedhismouth.Thendecided,wisely,Ithink,toshutitagain.
"It’syours,"Millersaid,blinkingalittleattheexchange.HehandeditoverandOlliecheckeditagain,moreprofessionally.Heputthegunintohisright-frontpantspocketandslippedthecartridgeboxintohisbreastpocket,whereitmadeabulgelikeapackofcigarettes.Thenheleanedbackagainstthecooler,roundfacestilltricklingsweat,andcrackedafreshbeer.ThesensationthatIwasseeingatotallyunsuspectedOllieWeekspersisted.
"Thankyou,Mrs.Dumfries,"Millersaid.
"Don’tmentionit,"shesaid,andIthoughtfleetinglythatifIwereherhusbandandproprietorofthosegreeneyesandthatfullfigure,Imightnottravelsomuch.Givingyourwifeaguncouldbeseenasaludicrouslysymbolicact.
"Thismaybesilly,too,"Millersaid,turningbacktoBrownwithhisclipboardandOlliewithhisbeer,"buttherearen’tanythinglikeflamethrowersintheplace,arethere?"
"Ohhh,shit,"BuddyEagletonsaid,andthenwentasredasAmandaDumfrieshaddone.
