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This breaks all the rules I learned in hunting safety....
Moving a dresser to strip more wallpaper in S.'s room, he grabbed my arm and stopped me.
Then pulled a handgun off the bottom shelf. He gave me a chiding tilt of his head. "Not something you want to drop."
"Yes, but it isn't loaded," I said. That's a basic, right?
He ejected the clip onto the bed. "Now it isn't."
I stared at him, agog. Impressed and amused. "That breaks all the rules I learned in hunting safety."
He smiled. "That's because it isn't used for hunting."
Then pulled a handgun off the bottom shelf. He gave me a chiding tilt of his head. "Not something you want to drop."
"Yes, but it isn't loaded," I said. That's a basic, right?
He ejected the clip onto the bed. "Now it isn't."
I stared at him, agog. Impressed and amused. "That breaks all the rules I learned in hunting safety."
He smiled. "That's because it isn't used for hunting."