Buying Momma a gun.Years ago my Daddy was working nights.Momma was alone in the house.There had been a rash of break ins on Ladies who where living alone in our neighborhood.
I had this grand plan.A guy I worked with had a beer joint he and his friend ran after work.He told me about a man who would come around to the beer joint every so often selling guns from the trunk of his car.My friend brought a Raven 25 cal automatic to work and I bought it for Momma.I sure wasn't thinking at all on this deal.
I had no idea if this gun was stolen or been used in some type of crime.Plus my friend did not have the greatest of reputation his self having served some time in the big house for shooting a man.Plus I think my friend overcharged for the little pistola.
I got to thinking.Sometimes Momma fussed on Daddy for the little things he sometimes did.Things like staying out all night drinking.Plus Daddy liked to gamble every blue moon or so.She could raise Cain if she wanted.What if Momma got so mad at Daddy she would shoot him with the little gun I bought her.It would be my fault and I most likely could not stand the guilt of that.
This is what I did.The gun was given to her but the bullets I kept.A smart plan I thought.
I had this grand plan.A guy I worked with had a beer joint he and his friend ran after work.He told me about a man who would come around to the beer joint every so often selling guns from the trunk of his car.My friend brought a Raven 25 cal automatic to work and I bought it for Momma.I sure wasn't thinking at all on this deal.
I had no idea if this gun was stolen or been used in some type of crime.Plus my friend did not have the greatest of reputation his self having served some time in the big house for shooting a man.Plus I think my friend overcharged for the little pistola.
I got to thinking.Sometimes Momma fussed on Daddy for the little things he sometimes did.Things like staying out all night drinking.Plus Daddy liked to gamble every blue moon or so.She could raise Cain if she wanted.What if Momma got so mad at Daddy she would shoot him with the little gun I bought her.It would be my fault and I most likely could not stand the guilt of that.
This is what I did.The gun was given to her but the bullets I kept.A smart plan I thought.
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