>>96435711>>96435881>>96436209>>96437238Set upon by hoodlums. Transients. How long had it been since I had last felt the fear of the unknown. Not since my honorable discharge from the army for emptying an entire clip into a colored brother in arms. Gods. We used to be a real country. I slowly drew my trusted bulldog from where it rested against my heart. Astonishingly poor eyesight and a bum liver might have affected my aim, but not my resolve.
