“No gun,” I insisted. “We’ll just cruise and see what happens.” “Why’re you afraid of guns?” “They go bang.” “And why is that a question you always avoid answering?” “I don’t always avoid answering it.” “Why’re you afraid of guns?” she persisted. “I was probably shot to death in a past life.” “You don’t believe in reincarnation.” “I don’t believe in taxes, either, but I pay them.” “Why are you afraid of guns?” “Maybe because I’ve had a prophetic dream in which I was shot.” “Have you had a prophetic dream in which you were shot?” “No.” She can be relentless. “Why’re you afraid of guns?” I can
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