Shootsey

by Grant White

Shootesy *

Hello big boy, pick me up – Oo! What a strong grip you have !
- hold me - go on - shove it in ! you know you want to – pleeze !
- right up my chamber,– yes !- yes ! - squeeze me now !

He felt the gun jump in his hand even before he heard the shot.

He weighs the gun in his hand,
“It is a nice piece… Ok, I’ll take it and throw in a couple of clips”

He looks around for the store keeper.

“ Hey ! Hello, any one there...”

He notices blood spattered over the wall and the shelves,
He leans over the counter and sees the corpse of the sales assistant.

”Oh ! Shit! - Oh No, Crap ! Not Another One !
And I was doing real good this week !”

“… Err Yeah, Um, sorry, pall.”
“ Oh well, its not all gloom, - Got a Free Gun !”

Shoving the pistol into the back of his belt, casually draping his jacket over one shoulder, ( covering the pistol ) he strolls out of the gun store into the bright sunlight. He nonchalantly puts on his shades.

It was going to be another hot day…

* Title was the name of my late friend Len Lewys’ animation studio.
Illustration by DrFilmgood click to view.