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front of us and could obviously see we were there. He
looked at Grandma. “Yes, Edna?”
“I want to get myself the most powerful pellet gun
you’ve got.”
Mr. Jackson’s eyes twinkled. “You planning on
going deer huntin’, Edna?”
“If it were anybody’s business, which it ain’t, you
could just say I want to take care of some pesky
varmints.”
“The ones that have been eggin’ your house?”
“You just never mind what kind of varmints and
show me what you got.”
We looked at
all sorts of pellet
guns. Some had
fancy designs carved all along the handles. Grandma
told Mr. Jackson she didn’t need fancy handles. “It
doesn’t make them shoot any better, does it?”
“Well, no,” Mr. Jackson answered, “but you’ve
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