Idk
Copyright© 2024 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 25
Jackie spent a lot of time looking at her hands ... sometimes in terror ... sometimes in awe. And sometimes she would point at inanimate objects and sorta ‘pull the trigger.’ Like kids sometimes do ... one or two fingers extended like aiming an imaginary gun. The thumb ‘cocks’ and falls like a hammer...”Bang ... you’re dead.”
“Am not...”
“Are too.”
“Ya missed me.”
“Did not!”
Every so often the situation gets out of hand and mothers want to know just how junior got a black eye. Dads generally side with the kid but mothers don’t think it’s one little bit funny. Sure it’s play acting ... but it makes mom squeamish. In the city it could escalate into a ‘driveby.”
Jackie KNEW it worked.
Alice thought Jackie’s hands were wonderful. Jackie had no idea HOW it worked.
But! when Jackie pointed at something ... it never worked. No trees died in splinters and no scampering squirrels fell from the branches. No pigeons fell from the sky. That didn’t stop Jackie though. She ‘practiced’ regularly.
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