"What do you want Trapper?" Radar said. He sounded cross.
Trapper looked down at the little guy. "I need you to get my wife on the phone."
'Why should I help you? You're going to get my sister in trouble and then leave her," Radar said. He was really cross.
"Because I am not going to get your sister in trouble and leave her. I'm going to leave my wife and then get your sister in trouble," Trapper said. "I'm kidding you know... about the getting your sister in trouble... not about the divorce."
Radar's eyes were wide. "Really? Is it because of my sister?"
Trapper shrugged. "In part, its because your sister is the only person that has actually ever made me feel anything."
Radar nodded his head. "She had that effect on our family... One of the sisters from the orphanage had fallen in love with her, but they couldn't keep her due to budget restraints. The sister knew that my parents were wanting another child, and asked if they would at least keep her until there was a place for her. My mother fell in love with her the first night. She was so quiet and slept through the night, that's what my mother and father always said. She always fixed my boo boos when I was little, and I made her a promise when she graduated from high school that I'd put her through nursing school."
Trapper smiled at Radar as he listened to the short man talk about the beautiful woman that was probably fast asleep in her tent. He had tucked her into bed with a kiss before he came over here. She looked so beautiful laying there, her eyes closed as she drifted off to sleep. "Radar, I do have something to tell you..." He trailed off.
Radar's eyes widened. "I knew it... I knew it... you..."
Trapper shook his head, and cut him off. "No... we didn't. I respect her too much for that. I want to date her... like officially. I kissed her, and I love her."
Radar took off his glasses and cleaned them off. "You really do? No poop?"
"No Poop," Trapper said.