I’ve already named him François. I’m keeping him as a souvenir.” This woman was unbelievable. She named it? “A souvenir?” “Yeah. From my first kill. Duh.” “At what point were you going to tell me you knew your way around a firearm?” I asked. She just shrugged. “What? Like it’s hard?” I leaned away from her, looking at her incredulously. “I love you.”
