It’d cost me more to sell, than to just shut down. I had a meeting with the workers here today and told them the news. Everyone’s still in shock.�...� ‘If you close, that’ll be a sizable portion of the community with out work. Folks will leave. Only the college and the plastics plant will be the large employers around here.’ Edith commented. ‘Sorry Edith, I don’t have a choice. If there were another option, I just don’t see it.’ We chatted a while longer, then rose to leave. He thanked us for. She sat and stared at me for maybe five seconds. “Mister Willis, sometimes these kinds of things do happen after a significant period of time,” she said.“Okay?” I said.“Mister Willis, you were in prison as I understand it,” she said. “But you were released about five or six years ago?”“Yes,” I said, “1994.”“Mister Willis, you have developed an infection in the brain. It’s serious, but treatable.” she said. All of a sudden, I felt sick. “That’s why the headaches and the sleeplessness you been. He had taken a piece of leather and laced it to make a scabbard for his scatter-gun. He had laced it up with one end larger than the other, then tied it in front of and below his saddle horn with the big end on his right. He had left a loop of leather lace long enough to slip over the long Jackrabbit ears of the hammers to keep it from jostling out of the scabbard. He felt comfortable knowing it was loaded and easy to pull out quickly.Mooney, the blacksmith had sawed the wooden stock off just. I jumped a bit as it sprang up suddenly. “Oh!, I’m sorry.” I said. “You’re ready to go to work, already ... just like that aren’t you.” “It just does that,” I said. “It gets stiff at the drop of a hat without any thought on my part.” I said it with an apologetic tone but it certainly hadn’t scared her a bit. She still had a good grip on it, two hands, even letting the gizem run over her fingers. This person certainly owned no fear.As usual, given a mind of its own, my penis had jumped, curled.