Warm Gun

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Warm Gun by Chris Green

It’s difficult to concentrate on your Rainer Maria Rilke anthology when the woman next door is exercising her Jack Russell in the front garden.’ Darren Spurlock told Sergeant Larrisey.

Darren smiled contentedly as he handed over the warm gun.

Had John Lennon perhaps hit the nail on the head all those years ago, the lugubrious officer wondered?

© Chris Green 2019: All rights reserved

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