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license to carry.

Jake had jumped jail and he knew
this time he wasn’t going to take prisoners.
He kept his hands firm on the wheel and said,
“I have a BOLO out on me.”
Dan said, “How’s that any of my business?’
and added, ‘I want a line.”
Jake said, “I’d flipped burgers most of my life
but now have a license to own and carry.”
They reached a fork in the road, Jake hit the brakes,
bringing the Impala to an almost complete stop.
After a beat, he said,
“With liberty and justice for all,”
and took the road west.


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