13.

My newly-purchased gun has found a temporary home, snug in the waistband of my slacks. Entering the city, it'll be best to keep a weapon at hand.

Matthew voiced surprise when he saw me carrying and noted that it took a lot of balls to make an open display of it. He believes adamantly in non-violence, and clearly I've upset him. He always figured I was of the same persuasion. I'm a sore disappointment.

Jacob's only comment was about the way I was carrying it. "Well, you won't have any if that thing goes off…"

*Twitch* Alcohol, here I come.