Coyote
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Coyote
West woke up to sunlight on his face. It had been years since that had happened. Sitting up, he looked around, wondering where Ankh was.
Or was that a dream?
He looked at the bed, and got up. In the bathroom, he noticed droplets of water in the shower. After not finding her in her room, and because he was feeling a bit weirded out, he showered, dressed, and went downstairs.
Reading her note, he then sits back down in front of the disassembled Fabrique Nationale pistol. Replacing the surreality of night and morning with a comfortable, familiar task, he finishes cleaning the pistol and reassembles it.
Not really the morning he had expected.
West scans the phone book for gun shops, grabs his jacket, and leaves.
Or was that a dream?
He looked at the bed, and got up. In the bathroom, he noticed droplets of water in the shower. After not finding her in her room, and because he was feeling a bit weirded out, he showered, dressed, and went downstairs.
Reading her note, he then sits back down in front of the disassembled Fabrique Nationale pistol. Replacing the surreality of night and morning with a comfortable, familiar task, he finishes cleaning the pistol and reassembles it.
Not really the morning he had expected.
West scans the phone book for gun shops, grabs his jacket, and leaves.
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