Style, you
either have it or you
don't. And if you have it, you have it
all the time.The Rogue Makes A Comeback
by Tux Toledo
Page 6
Agnes smiled and nodded.
"He's
been showing everyone that shotgun," she said. "I'm tired of
hearing about it. He's just rubbing it in, though, trying to make
the other two feel bad. They've been competing against each other
like that ever since college. I've never seen anything like
it. Once one of them wants something the others also have to have
it. It drives me crazy. But they seem to enjoy it. I
guess it's just one of those things women don't understand."
"Your husband didn’t seem to enjoy losing that company," I said.
"Oh, he'll get over it. He always does. I really don't know how they've managed to stay friends all these years."
"Rodney, put that gun away," Sarah yelled from across the room.
"All right, all right," Rodney said. "Hey, Winston, come over here."
I smiled at Agnes.
"Sorry, but I'm wanted," I said.
"That's all right. One should never keep Rodney waiting."
I joined Rodney in front of a large gun case in the far corner of the room.
"Look at this one," he said, taking another shotgun from the case. "It's a Parker."
"Very nice." It looked like one of Ted Nance's guns.
"I think you've seen the rest of them."
I scanned the case.
"Yes, I think so," I said.
He closed the case and locked it.
"Here, hang on to this for me, will you?" he said. He handed me a small, tan envelope. "Keep it with the others."
"Sure."
© 2008 David Biagini