Mariah: No one’s reading this anyway. And I’m sick of typing Mariah’s meaningless words. So here’s an excerpt from Louis L’Amour’s Buckskin Run: Dropping to one knee, he opened up with his Winchester. A rider threw up his arms and dropped from his horse, and the group split, scattering out across the small plain.
You are wrong, Jonny! I ALWAYS read every word of your summations!! And love your commentary.
But you crack me up! I used to do that as a child, reading to my younger brother. He would beg me, and I sometimes didn’t think he was listening, so I’d say, in the same tone as I read the rest, mid sentence, areyoulisteningGeoffrey, to see if he was. Often he didn’t catch it!
Thank you :)