James' hands go up the instant he sees the gun and his face pales considerably. He didn't have a problem with guns persay, but he did have a problem with one being pointed at him.
"Jesus, Skip put it down! Your father told me to check on you!"
It all comes out in a quick jumble of words, probably the least polished he's ever sounded.
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James' hands go up the instant he sees the gun and his face pales considerably. He didn't have a problem with guns persay, but he did have a problem with one being pointed at him.
"Jesus, Skip put it down! Your father told me to check on you!"
It all comes out in a quick jumble of words, probably the least polished he's ever sounded.