Skibereen
13-06-2008, 18:26
Donny stood at his kitchen counter and stared out his window at the wall of neighboring house. His mind drifted from one thing to another, the chicken he had just eaten had left his fingers greasy as well as his face for that matter.
He heard his children preparing to leave, as had instructed them to do.
The oldest readying the youngest, his wife was already gone--ahead of the kids to make ready for them. They did not question his orders, rarely was it that he gave them...so when they did come, they carried the weight they were due.
He wore and an orange "A" cut undershirt, black short pants that sat just below the knee. He was barefoot, the kids went out the door and never noticed the pistol in his hand.
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It is often assumed by outsiders that all Skibereenians are armed, this is however not entirely true. A large portion of the populace is armed relative to many other societies but the fact remains many households idea of arms are baseball or cricket bats perhaps the occasional kitchen knife.
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Donny's family had believed they fell into the shillelagh group, as Donny made them by hand in his spare time for extra money.
He opened a drawer and found the shells for his weapon that had sat unused for so long.
He moved mechanically, slipping the rounds into the magazine.
"Thirteen in the mag, one in the hole." he spoke the words to the empty apartment.
Donny walked out his front door and headed down the street past the row houses and the people sitting on steps. The hungry eyes of his area were only getting more sunken as the years had gone by...
Time to make something from nothing
He heard his children preparing to leave, as had instructed them to do.
The oldest readying the youngest, his wife was already gone--ahead of the kids to make ready for them. They did not question his orders, rarely was it that he gave them...so when they did come, they carried the weight they were due.
He wore and an orange "A" cut undershirt, black short pants that sat just below the knee. He was barefoot, the kids went out the door and never noticed the pistol in his hand.
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It is often assumed by outsiders that all Skibereenians are armed, this is however not entirely true. A large portion of the populace is armed relative to many other societies but the fact remains many households idea of arms are baseball or cricket bats perhaps the occasional kitchen knife.
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Donny's family had believed they fell into the shillelagh group, as Donny made them by hand in his spare time for extra money.
He opened a drawer and found the shells for his weapon that had sat unused for so long.
He moved mechanically, slipping the rounds into the magazine.
"Thirteen in the mag, one in the hole." he spoke the words to the empty apartment.
Donny walked out his front door and headed down the street past the row houses and the people sitting on steps. The hungry eyes of his area were only getting more sunken as the years had gone by...
Time to make something from nothing