A Vignette

My first love was an older woman. I was 4 years old, Forrest Lee was 6. She took me to the bedroom to show me her father's gun. She was afraid of it. But I lifted the heavy revolver from the drawer, looked it over, and put it back. I had shown my love how brave I was. But then I told my mother. Had I known what her reaction would be I probably wouldn't have told her. Anyway, I didn't feel like a hero anymore and I never did that again.