“Josh!” The girl screams from the water. She mumbles a few profanities under her breath as she makes her way to the shore. By the time she get there, the boy is standing behind the chair. She climbs out of the lake saying, “Josh, I swear to my grandpappy’s grave I’m gonna kick your buttox!”

“Hey there, no hard feeling Miss Kerry. No hard feelings, just a joke you see.” The boy said, quivering under the young girls stare. The girl walked straight up to him, being almost eye level with him. “No hard feelings?” He repeated.

Slap

The boy took a few steps backwards as the stinging set into his cheek. Within a few seconds, the red figure of a hand began to come in also.

“Where’d you get that gun?” The girl inquired, gabbing her stuff and heading back towards a small ranch house.

“Nowhere you need to know Miss Kerry.” He said.

“What do you mean?” She asked, slowing down to look at him. He looked up towards the house and she followed. “Not from Pop’s shed! Joshua Daniel Meker! How dare you!”