Posts Tagged ‘bullet’

So I’m working with HS late afternoon Saturday. Up in Heron’s Cove (By the way, all names are fictional). Kinda out there in the middle of it’s-a-small-town nowhere. And we’re doing our thing, clearing a cabinet. Knickknacks, memorabilia, tools, sewing notions. And a bullet. Big ‘ol thing, good three inches long. And live. I don’t…