Two boys faced an angry Papa. Both were sure a tanning was in the near future.
“Well?” demanded Papa.
“I wanna be a gunfighter,” declared 6-year old Johnny.
Papa shook his head and rubbed his face.
“I tried to stop him, but you know how he always tries to get a gun.” Scott hoped this was a good answer.
His hope was dashed when Papa sat down and pulled Johnny over his knee. Three firm swats then Johnny was set on his feet. “Next time young man you listen to your brother.”
Scott sighed he had escaped the tanning.
~ end ~