Copper Script

by K.J. Charles

But he’d let the man in now, and that meant some things had to be done. He hadn’t served in a war for people to go around not offering other people tea.

You should have been using your right hand all along, he’d been told several times, with an implication of Serves you right, you persistently left-handed wretch.

“I struggle to quite work you out.” Does that mean you want to work me out? Joel felt the tingle all over. Down, boy.

I still had my right hand, and since all right-handers seem to be convinced that left-handers just do it for our own perverse entertainment,

I don’t have a great deal of time for grown men who can’t manage their own moods.”