Uncertain Summer by Jessica Lee Anderson

Author:Jessica Lee Anderson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CBAY Books
Published: 2017-10-19T04:00:00+00:00

Shawna’s nowhere near as clumsy as I am, but she knocked several packages off of the shelf. When I bent down to help her pick them up, I couldn’t believe it when I saw her slip the smallest of knives into her pocket.

A pocketknife is not the type of thing you need to “try on.”

“What are you doing?” I asked, wanting what I saw to be nothing more than a misunderstanding.

“Shh,” she said, glancing around as she set the other knives back in place.

This was no misunderstanding. “Put it back, or I’m telling.”

“Don’t be such a little kid about this, Everdil.”

“Your popular friends in Dallas might go around stealing stuff, but that’s not right.”

“Look Everdil, they’re not going to let a kid buy a knife, and we’ll have more money to spend on other things this way.”

“It’s wrong. A thief doesn’t belong on our team. I’m sure Emmett and Tim will agree with me.” And if they didn’t? Well, I’d venture out solo. Skewing the truth was one thing, but stealing was breaking one of the commandments. Shawna could do whatever she wanted, but I wasn’t going down with her.

I was on the verge of tears as I walked off. I hate the fact that I sometimes cry when I get angry. I guess I expected Shawna to come running after me repenting of her ways.

I even stopped and picked up a cheap compass and a flashlight with a carabiner to give her some extra time to change her mind. Nothing, which made me start to worry about the things in my room she might try to pocket, like my necklace. I wasn’t going to take it off again with her around.

I put the flashlight back and set out to find Mama, but I stopped when a man raised his voice near the gun counter. At first I thought it was because Shawna had gotten busted, but then someone responded, “I can’t sell you a gun, sir. There’s a protocol in Texas.”

“Forget the protocol! I’m trying to protect people from a takeover!” I knew the voice—Swamp Sam.

I rounded the corner and saw him standing by the case. He had a few new sores on his face, and his skin was peeling. He must’ve dropped more weight the way his hunting attire sagged.

The guy behind the gun counter crossed his arms. “Sir, please calm down. If you refuse to fill out the background check, I can’t sell you a gun. It’s as simple as that.”

“I have the right to bear arms! And I already own several guns, you idiot. I just need a new rifle.”

“I’m sorry, sir.”

Swamp Sam pounded on the glass gun case. “You don’t understand! Bigfoot is building an army to destroy us, with the government’s help mind you, and I need to fire out warnings to keep that from happening!”

The guy talked into a walkie-talkie and requested immediate back-up. Swamp Sam must’ve gotten the hint because he stepped away. “You’re making things worse by not selling me the gun,” he said before walking off.

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