Advice from Jeff
This is post 29 of Section II. To begin at the beginning, go here. Section II begins here
“Do you think I should go to the police?” It was hard to believe she was asking Jeff for advice, but there it was.
He considered. “Well now, I took a look at that gun while you was upstairs. I unloaded it, too, by the way. Seems the serial number’s been rubbed off it, which means your husband’s in possession of a illegal handgun.”
“Greg?”
“Seems so. Then again, there he is, tied up half the night with a bump on his head.”
“Do you think he would really say I started this?” Chloe’s heart sank. “Do you think he’d tell them I’m crazy or something? Oh God, I couldn’t stand to lose Elizabeth.” She began to cry.
Jeff reached across the truck seat to pat her hand. “To be honest, Miz Weems, your husband strikes me as the type of guy who’s not going to put himself out much. The police start poking their noses in, no telling what they start finding.” He reflected. “No, I’m guessin’ he won’t want to start nothin’ he can’t finish. To my way of thinkin’ you’d best forget about what he’s doin’ and start askin’ the Lord to help you find your own way. For you and Elizabeth.”
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“Do you think I should go to the police?” It was hard to believe she was asking Jeff for advice, but there it was.
He considered. “Well now, I took a look at that gun while you was upstairs. I unloaded it, too, by the way. Seems the serial number’s been rubbed off it, which means your husband’s in possession of a illegal handgun.”
“Greg?”
“Seems so. Then again, there he is, tied up half the night with a bump on his head.”
“Do you think he would really say I started this?” Chloe’s heart sank. “Do you think he’d tell them I’m crazy or something? Oh God, I couldn’t stand to lose Elizabeth.” She began to cry.
Jeff reached across the truck seat to pat her hand. “To be honest, Miz Weems, your husband strikes me as the type of guy who’s not going to put himself out much. The police start poking their noses in, no telling what they start finding.” He reflected. “No, I’m guessin’ he won’t want to start nothin’ he can’t finish. To my way of thinkin’ you’d best forget about what he’s doin’ and start askin’ the Lord to help you find your own way. For you and Elizabeth.”
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posted by Hobbes at 4:03 AM
7 Comments:
Oh. If that is an illegal gun, then he probably wouldn't want the law involved either. So it's a stalemate in that sense. They'll just have to settle it between themselves. But this gives Jeff something on her that he can hold over her head to get her to do what he wants. Sounds sort of like he was thinking, but then he starts talking that praying and God stuff. Can't tell about that kind.
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It's interesting how Jeff is suddenly becoming a classic hero.
ya, Doug. Sometimes even in real life our first impressions of someone are often misleading and different from what they turn out to be. But then again, he may just be dancing around to achieve his own ends.
I can't beLEAVE how suspishous you are of a good Christinane, God fearing person!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
woof
I'm still not sure about him.
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