You're doing it wrong.Son, I've got a gun to your chest and you're telling me that I'm doing it wrong?YesHow?Closer isn't better. He disarmed her with a swift motion, then offered the weapon back to her. Further away you are, the less unpredictable I can be.Della's eyes had opened wide with surprise, but she recovered fast. Took the shotgun back and said, Okay. Knock again so we can start over.
~ S.e. Jakes
