“What if they are and they don’t like me?” I can hear the worry in her voice. “Even if they didn’t like you, Ellie, they wouldn’t say it and they sure as fuck wouldn’t show it.” “Why?” “Because they know I’d shoot them myself if they were rude to you.” I smile. “That’s not funny. You would not shoot your own brothers.” “Well, not anywhere lethal. But the shoulder, arm, somewhere that’ll hurt but not kill ʼem? You bet your sweet ass I would.” “That’s… don’t do that,” Ellie says, sounding more worried than she was before. “I won’t have to. I know my brothers, and they are going to love you.
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