"No, you weren't gonna. But you could've on accident. Or shot me -- and that woulda been a story'n a half."
He lets out a slow, silent breath.
"Dynamite's somethin' that blows up when you light it on fire. So that," a nod toward the Colt in Charlie's hand, "is somethin' you treat with respect, 'cause it can kill you. It's somethin' you gotta handle with a cool head, too, 'cause you don't want it goin' off and missin' the mark."
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He lets out a slow, silent breath.
"Dynamite's somethin' that blows up when you light it on fire. So that," a nod toward the Colt in Charlie's hand, "is somethin' you treat with respect, 'cause it can kill you. It's somethin' you gotta handle with a cool head, too, 'cause you don't want it goin' off and missin' the mark."